It’s 3 O:clock in the fucking morning and here I sit with my thumb in my ass, trying to stay awake just a little bit longer.
My sleep schedule has been fucked up all week and it doesn’t matter what time I go to bed, I wake up 6 hours later almost to the minute.
I nodded off for a little while after dinner but tomorrow night I have to work from 6 PM to 4 AM, then come home, sleep and turn around and be back at 4 PM for another 10 hours.
10 on, 12 off, 10 on. That’s 20 hours at work in a 32 hour period.
Plus, I’m the only maintenance guy there tomorrow night.
This is taking some serious getting used to. It’s that last hour, from 3 to 4 in the morning that is the really bad part. If I don’t keep moving I damn near fall asleep standing up and the drive home is fucking scary.
Get in the truck, point it out the driveway and the next thing I know I am pulling up in front of the house.
I’m sure I’ll get used to it at some point but for some reason I am really struggling to get with the program this time.
Couldn’t possibly have anything to do with me going to be 61 fucking years old at the end of next month I’m sure.