When I Was Gone

How do I start...

I've been gone for a minute and now I'm back! Ta-da! 

I know I left rather abruptly with no explanation, but my life has been rather abrupt and without explanation so it seems fitting.

I kept telling myself, "Luns, tomorrow you won't have to do two jobs or work twelve hours or maybe you won't want to pass out as soon as you get home and you can have a real life. Tomorrow you'll be able to breath. Tomorrow you'll find time to write something." 

As you can tell that worked out real well. I was full of tomorrows. Well tomorrow is now today. And Today will never be tomorrow again before it turns into next week and before you know it will be Thursday...and I forgot where I was going with this metaphor...

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, things are starting to look up. 

As far as this past month or two, I don't want to go into too many messy details, because these are real people with real problems who I really do care about, but there were things happening such as missing people, multiple medical leaves, car crashes, last minute schedule changes, overtime, psych wards, gossip, threats, lies, tears, frustrations, pink slips, demotions, grievances, and lawsuits, and TONS AND TONS AND TONS other people's paperwork*. 

And that's all just at my day job!

Sometimes it seems like I'm the only stable person at my job...and that's not saying too much.

But, like I said, things are starting to look up because I now have a coworker. She is here. She shows up everyday. I'm really not asking a lot.

*If I never had to see another piece of paper I would die a happy women