Day 2 of the night shift is over. I have composed a list of the good side of working nights.
1) Shopping at a mall during the week, mid-day rocks. The stores are your own. If you can dodge the mall walkers and the jerks in the mall trying to persuade you to "try this hand lotion" or switch your cellphone service, then you're doing good.
2) I was able to get caught up on some phone calls to business's that are only open until 4pm.
3) There is no traffic on the freeway at 11pm at night. A 20 minute commute is knocked down to 12 minutes. (okay so I sped a little)
4) After 5 pm the management team has pretty much left the building. One can accomplish a good amount of work when not being bothered.
5) That's all I got!
Here's the bad:
1) 2pm traffic sucks
2) Daytime tv sucks
3) My body and brain want 1st shift
4) I have to be quiet when I get home so as not to disturb someone.
5) I have become accustomed to a 1st shift life and want to get up-go to work and get it over with.
Let's just quit the list as it could go on forever.
On a lighter note, I was almost taken out by an elderly woman at Southridge today. I'm not sure she could see over the steering wheel. I was walking from the parking lot to the store and she was coming right at me. It was a moment of chicken. Who was going to move first. In the end I did as she was coming right for my hip. The one I just had surgery on. I had this image of pain and going through all that again so I moved aside and let Mrs. Magoo continue on her way. I'm sure she didn't see me as I didn't see her fist shaking out the window as she drove on.