Time Management

Once again, I have NOT fallen off the face of the earth. I got sucked into that big seven-day festival called my work week. While I won’t go so far as to say “work sucks”, this week had some special moments that added up to one hell of a 90-hour-plus fun time. It left no time for anything except a quick meal when I got home, followed by crashing into sleep to get ready for the next day. And I can’t even bitch about it publicly. It’s a good thing I love my job. Really, I do.

What all didn’t I have time for?

Knitting, for one. That really means it’s a bad week, when I only get a few pitiful rounds done on a simple stockinette stitch sock. I didn’t get to the weekly knitfest group that I love to attend. I didn’t get to see Kris cut the sleeves off the sweater she’s knitting for her husband.

There were a couple of days that I didn’t have time to even check email. Now that’s bad.

I didn’t get to participate in Celia’s Sunday installment of International Pajama Day. That just isn’t right.

I’m off as of last night at 10 PM. I got home, and my husband had a traditional Monday night dinner ready for me. It’s become a little ritual for us. I work the late shift three nights a week, meaning I am there from 7 AM to 10 PM. That means that we don’t see much of each other on those days. It also means that I have the opportunity for at least two hospital cafeteria meals in a row, which just doesn’t do much for me. Our hospital cafeteria is probably no worse than any other, but it isn’t any better, either. I have a personal rule that I do not eat two hospital cafeteria meals in a row unless it is really an emergency. So on my late nights, when I get home at 10:30 or so, John has dinner ready for me, and he waits to eat with me so we can have at least a few minutes of private time together before I have to go back to work.

On Monday night (which is my “Friday”) he does something a little more special. Yesterday he bought two huge Dungeness crabs, steamed two artichokes, made a butter-lemon dipping sauce, and put a bottle of champagne on ice. (Yes, I know I’m married to a real gem. Don’t even ask, you can’t borrow him.) We lit the dining room table candles, sat and talked, and ate the whole damn thing. And drank the whole damn thing. I even remembered, after a whole bottle of bubbly, to hit the “off” button on my alarm  so it wouldn’t go off at 5:30 this morning.

This morning I slept in, then started the Tuesday version of International Pajama Day. The upper Left Coast version, if you will.  I changed into my warmer pajamas* when I got up (10:30!), got my coffee, fired up the computer, and got my husband to take a picture. This one shows how much I love my blog readers. I am not even going to edit out the bed-head look. This is exactly how it is today.

I am SO ready.

I missed my 2 year blog anniversary over the weekend. I didn’t forget, I just didn’t have time to post about it. It’s been two fun years!

*You, too, can have this cool pajama top and cool coffee mug. Go to Bookish Girl Wendy’s CafePress site, and get your own cool stuff.

Author: Lorette

My name is Lorette. I learned to knit in 1999, and took up spinning in 2009. I'm a physician specializing in internal medicine, and live in the Pacific Northwest. Enjoy my blog!

21 thoughts on “Time Management”

  2. Happy blogiversary!
    There’s a hospital in Peoria, Illinois which my mother-in-law unfortunately was a ICU patient at for several weeks, several years ago. I became addicted to their grilled cheese sandwiches. They were almost as good as the grilled cheese sandwiches from elementary school which we called rubber duckies. Must have something to do with the insitutional nature of a hospital and school.
    Hope you enjoy your weekend, and dungeness crabs, oh my now that’s a yum. My husband used to work in the seafood industry, we had crab almost every week, boy do I miss those days, although I don’t miss the hours he worked. 18 hour days 7 days a week at the end.

  3. Happy Belated Blogiversary!
    I do know what you mean about hospital food. It’s the only thing I have time to eat for lunch on most days though. 🙁
    mk

  6. Happy blogiversary. Love having you here.
    Good husband. They are hard to find. I trust you will have a chance to unwind in the next few days.

  9. If that is what you call bedhead, what on earth is perfectly coiffed? I could only hope to look half that great an HOUR after I get up.
    Any chance your hubby would give lessons on wife-pampering? Hubster could use a few…

  12. Welcome back to the land of the living! You look so comfy in your jammies and coffee. Hope you can finally get in some knitting time.

  16. Happy 2nd blog-Day!
    Man, if that is you when you wake up..come on..theres got to be makeup on!!! Looks comfee! You deserve that dinner!!!

  17. Happy blogiversary!
    If that is bed head, I am so jealous! Since I have naturally curly hair unless I wear a ponytail I wakeup looking like Rosanna-Dana.

  20. You look so cute. Looks like you were settled in for a good day. After a great night. Glad your week is over. There certainly are those days. Or weeks, as it may be.

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