One day week

I'm only working one day this "week." Sorta. Kinda.

My last rotation was a string of six days following a string of five days, with two days off in between. I had worked a regular four-day rotation, followed by a day of overtime, then two days off, then one day of overtime, then another rotation, then another day of overtime on Monday. I had also signed up for overtime on Thursday, but I was pretty low on the list for that day and wasn't needed. Then I had a wedding to go to in New Jersey on Saturday, so I had to take Friday night and Saturday night off. I also took Sunday night off, just in case I decided to stay in New Jersey after the reception. I didn't, so I took yesterday as a play day. (Sort of. I went out shopping for stuff that I needed and blew a ton of cash.)

Tonight is technically the last day of my rotation. I called in on Saturday night (actually, 3:00 AM Sunday morning - once on night shift, your body tends to stay on night shift) to get on the overtime lists for this coming Friday (first choice) and Thursday (second choice) - both if possible. I did this because otherwise I might get mandated for any of the four nights from Tuesday through Friday - and I have to take my mom for a procedure Tuesday morning, and I prefer to work consecutive nights.

I don't know if I'll get these overtime nights. Right now our overtime needs are pretty heavy, but that can change in a minute. I still have a few days off - I may start to combine these with overtime days to maximize the size of my weekly paychecks. These adopted stray cats aren't free, you know. And maybe, just maybe, if I keep up this pace I'll be able to get all my credit card balances back to zero in time for Christmas shopping!