Currently I’ve been up since 9.30 from last night. Rossco finally hit the hay after being awake for 30 hours cause he couldn’t settle. The drama of being on the nightshift and being in such a routine.
On days off we rarely do things……sometimes. Our ‘weekend’ consists of sleeping, catching up on chores, and being lazy. The lazy part because neither of us have the energy to do anything. Which is damn sad. We never really see friends either. Everyone is on a more normal shift pattern, like a 9 – 5pm. So seeing people can be very hard and difficult but we always meet up in the end.
Shopping!!! That is a damn nightmare too. By the time we wake up after being awake all the wee hours of the morning things are either closing or we have to rush which we both hate. Even getting our bodies into a simiple routine. On our weekend we can sometimes slip into a day shift routine so come our next nightshift, we are exhausted half way through the shift.
Doing chores at night can also be a challenge. Our neighbours are all dayshift people. So we cann’t hoover at times which can get super annoying. (Mainly after the boys playtime which leaves a million poos afterwards!!) But we eventally get em done at a reasonable time. Our neighbours are a lovely bunch, just a damn shame they all want to move!
It can be a strange feeling getting up later on the day when it is dark. Your brain doesn’t always register that it’s in nightshift mode or dayshift. Plus the days merge together so much it can be hard to remember which day your on.