Insomnia

It's just a little past midnight, 12:34 to be exact. I have to be up and ready for work in about 5 hours, but I can't sleep. I'm wired; wide awake with what looks like no chance of actually falling asleep anytime soon. From the looks of it, one could assume I'm on a coffee high. Nope, I just can't sleep. Insomniac. Yep that's me. I'm a little anxious about this week at work, perhaps that is playing a part in the insomnia party I'm attending right now. Wondering how will I make it through another week of being under staffed, yet still trying to maintain a good quality service hopsital. Along with healthcare for animals, we have to enter each room with a smile on our faces and spend quality time with the clients as well as their pets. I don't complain about it often, because I love meeting people and enteracting with them. Lately I've been so pressed for time, I can't help but think alright granny put a sock in it, I'm here to help your pet. I don't care about your life story. Those kinds of thoughts are not in my natural nature. So this not having enough workers is starting to effect me mentally. This burden isn't solely on me, but us as a group; the remaining few. One thing that will make this week easier than the last is for us all to leave our attitudes at the door. If there's one thing I hate in this world, it's working with someone who has a poor attitude. It causes a hostile work environment. I'll be the first to admit that when I'm affected by hostility in the work place, I only make things worse. Sometimes even I wonder how I can come packed with so much attitude, sarcasism, & negativity. Hmm, perhaps that's what I should talk to my therapist about tomorrow: working under pressure.