Taking a Toll

This Midnight shift nonsense is really starting to grate. They've decided to do away with days off now. I guess having leisure time is just too decadent. Angil works afternoons, so I get about an hour's sleep on a good day. Can't quit and give up the stellar benefits, though. At least in Michigan, you'd be hard-pressed to find another company that pays 100% of your health insurance (dental, vision, & hearing, too) and matches your 401K contributions AND throws $700,000 at the employees every year in profit-sharing.

Don't know what to do. I'm so tired all the time. Too tired to play with the man-cub, too tired to work on Eater of Space, too tired to get my own fledgling business off the ground. All I want to do is get some bloody sleep! How long do they expect us to go on with no days off?

Whine, whine, whine. Sorry.

On the upside, the man-cub learned to walk today! He's so pleased with himself. He's not so good at it yet, but I'm sure he'll be tearassing around the Manse in no time.

We also found a local store that sells organic milk (no additives, growth hormones, etc.) and the little monster loves it. No more expensive formula! Huzzah.

Okay, I'm hearing, "Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada! Dadadadadadadadadada!" I should go.