Matt came home this afternoon, about half an hour before retreat, and I found myself thinking, "enjoy this while it lasts" as he will be starting his 12-hr shifts (still 5 days/week) at the end of this month, when he begins flightline training. However, his late nights are already starting, as he opted to return to work this evening for a several-hour-long bout in the flight simulator. He has his first "flight" in it tomorrow, which is about a 2 1/2 simulation (1hr prebrief, 1hr simulation, 1/2hr debrief). It reminds me of my sim sessions in nursing school, which were always a mess--as I am beyond terrible at role-playing/pretending situations are real. I even talk in a different voice when I am performing simulated nursing activities, lol. He, thankfully, is much better at this sort of thing, and doesn't seem near as worked up as I've been before an evaluation (thankfully, in the few real-life emergency-type situations I've been in, I have kept a much cooler head and been able to effectively prioritize as opposed to trend toward perfectionism).
Seeing him walk through the door around 8:30pm, and knowing this is sort of thing is going to become a frequent occurrence, makes me wonder how on earth I can expect to hold down a decent (hopefully nursing-related) job over the next year. Particularly when NO shift I have discovered thus far lines up with the girls' school schedule (even with on-site before/after care). Matt's schedule literally changes from one day to the next, and he is not made aware of each day's plan until the evening prior...and, of course, everything is subject to change. I just have to remind myself to take things one day at a time, be willing to get creative to make things work, and not let my urge to plan get the better of me. :o/
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