It’s a Job and I'm Thankful

 I have had five days off, then POOF gone. This morning 4am came fast. I have chronic difficulty falling asleep and when the alarm buzzed me awake I had a total of four hours in bed. I’ve done worse, some days I’ve gone to work with no sleep but that’s rare. I always feel and move like a rusty tin man my first hour out of bed, once I get my joints moving I’m good. 

My routine is to get up, stumble to the Keurig with one eye open. From there my coffee and I sit in my heated armchair in silence. I am scary to look at and my don’t-talk-to-me for 20 minutes mood is now activated. My husband and I work for the same company and same shifts, but different departments. He is like a teenage  happy chatter box as soon as he awakes. I want his energy. By the time we leave at 5:45am I am human again.

The drive to work is rural and relaxing. In the summer it’s the most beautiful scenery. For now it’s in darkness, yet I have noticed the sun rising earlier already. Often along the way we see the deer and other wildlife in the fields or at the edge of the forests. 

I pack hundreds of shoes for shipping. These shoes make me laugh because they go for hundreds of dollars a pair yet people buy them up. I am a woman who absolutely hates wearing any footwear, but here I am packing footwear. It’s a large assembly line and fast paced but I love being busy so it works for me. A job is a job and it pays the bills, I own it and I’m thankful to have it!

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