I fell asleep last night on the couch directly after supper, still in my scrubs. You might think that would hinder my sleep during the night, but it didn't. I zonked like a yule log.
There's nothing yet really exciting to tell about today, other than it's Friday, and that's always exciting. Work has been going well; I've started some fantastic peripheral IVs this week. They've probably been my hardest sticks ever, so I'm a little proud of them.
Our apartment needs to be cleaned, but I always seem to find other, more fun things to do when I have the time to wipe and mop and straighten. Maybe this weekend I'll get myself into second gear long enough to spiff-up our little pit.
It's time to finish breakfast; I hope you all have a great weekend. Do exciting things so I can live vicariously through you.
Enjoying: One Painted Hand
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