Friday, Interrupted

All I wanted last night was a moment of dark quiet to help abate my headache before drifting off to sleep.  While sometimes the best laid plans go awry, really badly made ones are a miracle if they go right.  So I was out of luck but thank goodness I generally am fast to fall asleep. And up 6 hours later forcing myself to get more sleep cause I went to bed too early, it seems.  Silly me...

Routines are a big thing for me, more than I care to admit cause I think it makes me look more a rigid person when I like to think that I'm really a go with the flow personality.  But let's break down yesterday because while I was simmered under light and noise, the final thought before drifting off to dream was a pondering of what my day looks like on paper.  A terrifying undertaking in the blistering light of day because my not so secret fear is that I'm going to show myself to be things people insist I'm not.

5am marks the start of my day and already it's good since I managed to get out of bed without stepping on Freya who tends to sleep by my side.  With work at 7, I get plenty of time to get ready for it and have my quiet time.  Can a person meditate over skinning?  I think so.  My mind clears as I hack and slash my way through creatures, part of the mantra of peeling and walking off to the next kill.  It's not as methodical as mining or flower picking but the peace is there, setting the pace for a calm start.

6:15 am and were off and running - with the girls out of town, I'm responsible for feeding the pets.  Scooping kitty kibble into Odin's bowl reminds me to snag a granola bar to tuck in my purse with my carrots. With E up and ready, I get a ride into  work so that he can run an errand this morning. 

7am is the official start of my shift and it always starts with counting out my drawer and matching up the in house list to the registration list.  Between checking out guests and taking calls, I look over the incoming list of housekeeping staff vs how many rooms.

I've been doing really well with my habit of taking sips of water every time I get up.  I'm always jumping up to do something so I'm always taking sips.  A serving of nuts marks my breakfast taken till about 10am.

By noon everybody who's checking out is gone, FedEx has paid me a visit and I've gone through a round of marking dirty rooms as cleaned.  It's been a steady stream of reservations being made, changed and cancelled coupled with a check in or two.

Afternoon's passing with relative peace as I read between nibbles on my carrots.  I lament over a piece of poetry I've started a bit before tidying up the desk.  I like to hit up frequently touched areas with disinfectant once a week and have to run the vacuum every day.  Nicely tidied up, I tuck into more reading for the last hour of my shift.

2pm and a frantic call comes in from my relief.  In the end my shift extends for an additional hour to hour and a half.  Between the phone going crazy and people checking in, I think towards the end I think cracks were beginning to show in my smile.

430pm found me on the way home to my ecstatic puppy.  Too ecstatic as she barely let me get changed out of my work clothes before giving me hugs and kisses.  She finally let me collapse on the couch after I played with her.

6ish?  Ish!?!  Heh...we'll see who amoung you figures that one out.  I dealt with dishes, started laundry and did some picking up while fixing dinner.

740pm and my Friday's interrupted before it even gets to start.  *sighs*