This has been a weird week. We had orientation on Thursday and Friday (our final one for 2015), had Saturday off, and then worked Sunday and into this week. So I already feel out of sorts with forgetting what day of the week it really is. Then the past 24 hours I've dealt with 2 fire alarms: one at home, one at work. The one at home happened at 9:45pm or so, but I'd already gone to bed and woke confused and terrified. I had no idea what time it was, was worried because I couldn't find Ashley, I knew I was going to have to go back for Maizey (who was hiding under the bed) and had 2 terrified dogs. We safely waited outside to learn someone had just pulled the alarm, but it was an unnerving experience. Then the second alarm happened at work at the end of our program today. Again, everything was fine and everyone was safe, but another time of very quickly shifting gears. And then there's been the loss of life. Someone I've grown up knowing my whole life lost her fig...
I am constantly surprised by the happenings of my every day life. While I never would have predicted it, I certainly wouldn't change it. Who knew? Definitely not me.