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I'm still having a lot of problem adjusting to being home, and back to working full time. I went from working twice a week, to having a whole week off, to working seven days in a row. It's a shock to the system, and the nature of the shifts - the timing, 11 to 7, means that I don't get lunch, I don't get dinner, and it leaves me with no time to do anything in the morning, and no time to do anything at night, and I'm miserable, just completely miserable.

Work is not MY work anymore, it's some new, different place that leaves me feeling uneasy and uncomfortable, and unsure of the future and insecure about my job or how much I'll enjoy it in the future. Everyone has quit except two people, and it's just a completely different place now. I feel I should stay because I feel like I know it well, it'll will most likely continue to be flexible with hours (for school purposes) and... I dunno. I honestly don't know anymore... it's just a lot to deal with, especially at the same time I'm trying to deal with life adjustments of being done the semester and home from vacation.

I'm still writing up my experiences in Cape Breton (a daily journal as if I was writing it at the time) and will continue to work on it when I have free time (which isn't very often). It'll be a bit weird to post it a week or two after it actually happened, but at least it'll be posted, and that's what matters.

I work tomorrow at 7am and it's a normal Sunday plus a wedding, so... I'm predicting an okay day? I don't even know what an okay day is like anymore.

An okay day would be a day off with Bekki, except my day off will be chores and catching up on all the stuff I've had to put off due to working. Fuck.

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