my day of "rest"

So... I've been working with kids for the past week... full-time. Also, it's shift work so, I worked Fri-Sun. Today's my day off... I asked for this day off. I cleaned my room and re-arranged it and then went through my clothes and put the ones I don't wear in a garbage bag and I'll bring it to the Inner-City church or Value Village or something... Woo hoo! I feel so responsible with a clean room. And I'm doing a ton of laundry that's been abandoned on my entire floor for the past... eternity. BUT! I have a floor again!!

Yesterday, it was really funny.... I was walking to my car in the morning... and I felt like I was part of a horror film. It was dark. I looked towards the end of the street and there was this person just standing there, in the middle of the road, big and bulky, far down the road. That kind of freaked me out... and then I started walking down the road towards my car... and then the person at the end of the street starting walking towards me. (Too many scary movies for me.) So, as I'm walking trying to stay calm, all of a sudden a car turns onto the road behind me... so it's like any action movie ever where now you have to run down the street as all you can see behind you is bright headlights! (I didn't break into a run... but I was tempted. Hee hee) So... I got out of the way of the car and walked to mine... and all was well... and it was really funny once I was in my car... but I was tense for a while before that.

Well... I have a busy week this week probably... but they don't really tell you your shift until like... that morning sometimes. So I've gotten used to not having my week planned. But, I also asked for this weekend off so it's only 4 at the most days of work. I can handle that.