Last night my friend Krista called from the hospital and said " we only have 4 patients, so tomorrow you get low census" (an unscheduled day off).
"No way. Are you sure? My husband will work me like the 4th son he never had. Can't I just come in for half the day or something?"
"Nope, you get the day off. Enjoy, babe."
And I did enjoy it....really I did...right after I got done with a panick attack.
We spent the day outside...in 35 mile an hour wind...and blowing sand.....lots of it. A total of 9 yards of it. I had no idea how much 9 yards was ...but just let me tell you that 2 yards fills up the bucket of a front end loader.
I also rode in a 1960 model 2 ton Chevrolet dump truck without being able to roll the window down. But there was plenty of ventilation...the floorboard had holes in it. It was a bone-jarring ride but kinda fun.
Our sandpile has been piss-anted around the yard to level stuff up for sidewalks and patios. So far, we've put in concrete sidewalks on the east and south sides of the house. Friday we will have a new patio and sidewalk in front of our house!
Yep, just another day off from work.!