Insane Day

My lord – it has been absolutely insane here today. I’m told its a full moon – I believe it.

First off I had a jet ski accident where they didn’t know where they were. The driver hit a wave & both people were ejected. The driver had a broken leg. A boat named “Die Broke” came along and had no better idea where they were either. They couldn’t get the injured guy out of the water so tossed him a line to tie up to their boat. What a mess – I HATE water rescues.

We’ve had two bayflites in less then 2 hrs – both involved cars hitting motorcyclists – both mc drivers are expected to die.

Then I had an armed robbery that occurred not far from my neighborhood. The victim was so sure the robber was holding a fake gun that he fought him off rather then surrender his wallet. Thank goodness the guy didn’t get shot. We didn’t catch the attacker despite vallant efforts of police and K9 dogs. Means I’ll be walking Baxter closer to home tonight.

We had four domestics going on with no officers to send – that is always hairy. We have 1 hr 15 min to go. We are all anxious for this night to end before all hell breaks loose again.

Running the numbers

As I seem to do every day, I ran the numbers again to move. No matter how many times I run it, they still come out the same. I want to move so badly that my heart is sick with sadness. I don’t want to wait till June even though I probably will have to – or September.

Tomorrow I see Susan and I would love to tell her I am moving but I’m not. I found a lotto ticket in my billfold that I haven’t checked yet – I thought “Wouldn’t it be great?” I never remember to check – don’t think they’ll contact me if I win so guess I should pay attention.

My youngest sister told me that most lotto winners end up having to go back to work because they spend all their winnings. I’ve heard of that before but I told her I’d be smarter because I’d not tell anyone so wouldn’t have people coming out of the woodwork asking for money. maybe I’d just change my name.

Second 12 hr Shift

OMG! I don’t know if I can get through another 12 hr day! Don’t know what made me think I could do 2 in a row – have an 8 hr day and do another 12 before a day off. This day has drug along so badly that it is pitiful.

What’s worse is I forgot I had to work this morning so was late. I was having a great daydream too! Hate when reality interrupts my fantasy life.

I am still anxious to move back to Iowa – still praying for a miracle. Florida keeps getting more and more dicey as just about everything skyrockets out of control moneywise. Each month I feel like I fall further behind and overtime is becoming nonexistent here at work so no working extra to save to move back to Iowa. Its frustrating. I hate being stuck somewhere I don’t want to be anymore. But I don’t want to come back broke and jobless either. It’s depressing.