Yes, I know it is Friday. Thursday was a blur this week. Actually the last 2 weeks have been a bit of a blur. I've worked the last 13 nights. No days off in between. I finally had yesterday off but I am back at it tonight for another 5 nights.
I am not complaining though. I have a job. It is stressful, busy, crazy, stupid, annoying, frustrating, fun, exciting and I love it. I work with people that are a family. You can really only understand the dynamics of such a "family" when you are part of it. If a firefighter from Northern California gets hurt or dies, we all feel it. We shroud our badges and mourn like they were our closest friend.
My partner, Ali, is a gift from God. We talk about everything. I see her more than my family, Jared and other friends. I see her no less than 36 hours a week. Soon I will see her anywhere from 36-48 hours a week. That's not including overtime.
My other co-workers are just as wonderful. We joke, talk about our lives, encourage and console eachother after a bad/difficult call. We hug and let eachother cry when we need to.
I am thankful that in this economy, when most people have hours getting cut, mine have increased or atleast have stayed the same. I am thankful that I have been able to work a crazy amount of overtime the last few months so I can afford, without stressing, christmas gifts for people.
I am tired and kind of wish I had more than one day off this week but I am thankful.