26 days and counting

That's how many shifts we have until we move to the truck. Not that I am looking that far ahead. Seriously. It's too many 24-hour periods of potential f-ups. I wish I had less of a paranoid attitude about this process. I try to reshape my thinking so I can pretend I am going to work at a station where we just happen to drill a lot and practice/train rather than being in the precarious probationary position. But, that's always on the back burner. Two days off will be a weird adjustment. It's not quite enough to put work out of your mind but it's much more frequent than the weekends at TAC. So, it's a trade off. Yesterday was good. I was pretty grumpy when I got home, from lack of sleep and general stress. But, Jackie getting up here was good and I took a short nap which kind of helped. We made a really good dinner of baked ziti and watched Amelia Earhart, on Alec's recommendation. I forgot Alec just likes Hilary Swank and will be biased toward any movie she is in. Not a good movie, sorry Al. But we started this at 5pm and had a super early evening. It was kind of awesome. With darkness at 5:00 it's easy to pretend it's way later. I think it was my favorite night in a long time. Tomorrow is Day 2 at Station 2. I think it will be a tough day. They will want to make up for Christmas being so easy on us. But, that will make the day go by faster I think.