workin' girl

so yes. this is my 7th night in a row to work. that's right. life stinks a bit right now.
this is partly planned, so that i could get in my on call hours before we left for TEXAS, and i usually do one overtime shift a week, but yikes. i had to work my on call day this week, and yes. i basically feel like a zombie. YOW!
on another note, i've been precepting at work lately, which is a change. it's kind of fun..especially because i only did this a year ago, so i remember how scary it is. so that's that. did i MENTION that i have to do charge nurse too?! yes. manditory charge nurse training. no fun. i get 6 training shifts, and i've done 4. hopefully my last two come in like a YEAR when i feel like i'm ready.
guess what people...i ran FIVE miles the other day. yip! so it looks like this whole race thing might actually be feasible. which is...unexpected. and my knees are getting better every day..my pt lady said i could come back in 2 weeks this time, instead of every week. so that's good :)
(i feel like these are boring blogs...perhaps i should tell a story)
the other day, the old lady who lives across the street came banging on our screen door, to ask if there was a man in the house because her brother fell down in the bathroom. aaron was there, luckily, and he went over to assist. then the crazy lady comes back, and yells through the screen agaIN, and wanted the "nurse" who lived there to come over and help. umm. i'm a "nurse", but i don't know how to take care of people who don't have cancer. and aren't kids.
**now i'm off work**
so anyways, i went over there, and aaron had gotten this little guy up and back to his room. he had a pretty good knot on his head, and a cut on his foot, but otherwise good. but i don't knOW if this guys got a concussion, or how bad his foot was bleeding (becuase he wouldn't take off his sock)..and this lady was rambling, like all old ladies do, and i just felt very incompetant. she took us into the living room afterwards and started telling us his life story and offered us ginger ale. it was funny. we kindly declined and then went back home after assuring her that he was ok, and to take him in if she has any doubts in the morning.
well, we got back home and i was just so unsettled. i kept bugging aaron like 'what if he's not ok?' and 'should i go back over there and hand her this printout on concussions?!' i felt VEry nervous for him. well, i think he's good, because she hasn't come back over here.
THEN yesterday when i got home from work, i was watering the flowers, and all i hear from across the street is that little, cute old lady muttering explatives at her shrubs as she watered them. for like 10 minutes.
seriously, it was like a sailor.
i'm not sure why she was so mad.
the end.
anywho,
i'm mad at victoria's secret. i ordered this super cute swimsuit from them last month and i've been WAITING for like forever for it to be shipped. they were moving into a new distribution center..blah blah, and it took like a moNTH to process. i got another confirmation email from them this morning, and it looks like they shipped it finally, but the wROng size. BLAST! but the nice girl on the phone assured me that the correct size would be here by next thrusday. we leave for dallas on thursday morning. what the heck am i going to do with a swimsuit in OCTOBER!? come on!
tonight is my last night. i am SO excited. i'm going to sleep.
:)