I finally had a weekend to get caught up on rest, housekeeping, and hubby time. Our dinner last night was wonderful. The food was excellent, and it was lovely having an evening with just the two of us.
I also finally have a clean house. The bathrooms are clean, the floors are vacuumed, and our sheets are changed. I feel better able to face the week with a clean house.
I do not really want to go back to work on Monday. I am not sure how much of that is pregnancy blahs, and how much is because my job just sucks. It is likely a mixture of both. My vacation is about 6 weeks away. I think I can make it without going nuts, but it will likely be close.
I have felt really used and abused at work. You all are probably getting tired of hearing it. I will try to complain less, but I need to get this off my chest. Last week I was scheduled 4 hours of overtime. Late in the day on Friday, the charge nurse was talking to me, and she was worried because I had not smiled all day. I told her I was exhausted, and I hurt, and all I wanted to do was go home. Unfortunately, she did not send me home, and sent me to a room after a break. At least I got the break. Also, apparently one of my managers wanted to talk me, likely about attendance. I did not think my attendance has been too bad, aside from calling in that one time. But maybe that is enough to get a talking-to. Sigh. It is soooo tempting not to return after maternity leave is up. It is enough to drive me back to the floor, or even to a clinic. Maybe even graduate school.