When you get a good night’s sleep–and by this I mean a no-waking-up-at-four-in-the-morning-for-two-hours-of-worrying sleep–your over-loaded, short-circuiting brain begins to calm down, and you realize the following at the end of the two-shift day after a good night’s sleep:
* You know more than you thought you did as you worked to accomplish semi-familiar tasks during the daytime shift.
* You still have much to learn to even begin to match up to the current daytime manager.
* You really like the daytime manager.
* You are still a quick study, but the fog has prevented you from proving that.
* You have taken longer than you thought to get it at work, but you are cutting yourself some slack, given ‘extenuating circumstances.’
* You miss the outlet that writing to a former email friend once provided, but with the fog beginning to lift, you can accept that and move on.
* You cherish the several other email friends who continue to prop you up with sound advice and heartfelt words of support.
* You continue to marvel at those ‘strangers’ who read your blog and seem to really care as they say they do in their comments.
* You deeply miss the people nearest and dearest to you, even when you thought you were a week or more past missing them like that. You miss them in no particular order. You miss them all just as much.
* You really are afraid of tropical storms and hurricanes, even if the first real one is a week out and probably won’t become part of your reality. (It will veer away from my new locale, right?)
* You are ready to accomplish work tasks that you are a week behind on, starting tomorrow. You made a commitment, and now you feel the energy beginning to return, as the fog begins to lift, that allows you to keep it.
* You can deal with your landlord, because today he called you first.
* You still cry a little on this night, the day after the good night’s sleep when the fog began to lift, but you know the tears will stop and that you will sleep well once again. Maybe even tonight.