Sunday 7 June 2015

Shorter of breath....

....and one weekend closer to death, to paraphrase Mr Waters. Another weekend at work, on late shifts - I don't like lates at any time, but lates at weekends are incontrovertible proof of man's inhumanity to man, as far as I'm concerned. Beyond that, there really isn't much to report - K is using her study leave strictly for R & R, I'm in the throes of working 16 days out of 17 - Wednesday will be my one day off, and then only to transition from lates to earlies - I've been treated to a little eye candy, mostly of the touristy variety, while to-ing and fro-ing across London, but mostly it's been the same old, same old. I'd like to chuck it all in and retire disgracefully, but it ain't going to happen any time soon - the hamster wheel is inescapable, it seems.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

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  1. Yeah, I get that! I hated overnights, and the 3-11 shift the worst!

    Peace <3
    Jay

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    1. Hello Jay
      I don't mind nights too much, but lates just seem to be a complete 'life-stopper'. It's probably an attitude of mind as much as anything - I don't like lates because I don't like them, that kind of thing - but, if I'm being completely honest, I don't like any of the shifts very much these days!

      Love & best wishes
      Sammy B

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    2. Oh, I get that! You sleep while everyone else is UP AND ABOUT! Especially the eye candy.

      Peace <3
      Jay

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