Long Week

This week has just been dragging. Woke up today with bad anxiety for no reason, ended up going to work over an hour early. Just sitting on the parking lot just sitting there. Not sleepy. I'm now studying for my certification, thankfully coworkers/friends, are helping me along. 

I am happy that lots of patients have been very happy with me, and my "skills". They make a point to inform my doctor how much they liked how I treated them and how thorough of an exam I did. I recently been feeling like I am not where I should be work wise. I am just glad I am not dreading going into work. We still unbelievably short staffed, but we are pushing through. Management constant informing us they are "hiring" new people but we haven't seen any new hires start and then stay past 2 weeks. Which I completely understand, they are walking into so much right now. 

One thing I am enjoying though(trying not to be a negative Nancy on here), the team appointing me as the "professional" gift wrapper for events, and then asking where the pretty wrapped gifts are when I hand over a nice and neatly wrapped gift instead of an overly embellished gift. Haha. One of our teammates birthday is tomorrow, we originally planned on holding her birthday lunch today but due to schedule changes we had to postpone it until next Thursday, so we all agreed to give 1 gift now and the rest next week. So obviously, I need to keep the tradition of making the most pretty, yet annoyingly wrapped gifts, to be opened at restaurants. Haha. I cannot wait for Christmas to come around. That way I can mess with my secret Santa recipient again, in a good way. 

So it has been a long...LONG time since I wrote a story. I did start one months ago, when I was talking to him. But I stopped, because I lost that spark to continue with it. I looked at it today during my lunch break. I don't think it is any good. I don't have any want or drive to continue writing it. But I think I might try forcing myself to get to a decent point in it. Being told it wasn't bad and him liking how I started it, did make me feel good. Maybe, maybe if I continue I might change my mind and find a piece of myself I lost from all other years ago. 

I also just started another doodle, unsure if I will finish it, but I am proud it isn't a chibi doodle, haven't done one of those in a long time too. Been trying to draw/doodle but every time I start, nothing from my brain connects and flows out onto the paper. A part of me wonders if it is an artist block or if I lost my touch, mainly because of how forced it felt putting the pencil into the paper. 

Anyways, long post hah, haven't done that in a while either.

I feel lonely, and that's okay. Who knows what, or when, I'll post next time.