Saturday, October 29, 2016

I Slept In

     Rode my bicycle several blocks for lunch yesterday; rode back and thought, "Gee, I over ate; I'll just have a nap."  Woke up eight hours later, fiddled around a little, heard about Tam's day, went back to sleep and here I am.

     It's those darned swing shifts.  They really take it out of me.  Or on me.  Something. 

     I may be too old for this.

3 comments:

Old NFO said...

Yep, we're NOT 21 anymore... I dreaded working 'odd' shifts on sea tests... I was a zombie at the end of two weeks.

Roberta X said...

Any more, I alternate "zombie" weeks and recovery weeks. Used to be one in four; now it's one in three if nobody is on vacation or out sick, which is nearly never.

Rick T said...

They aren't easy even as a young pup. For 6 months I trained under a 4 week rotating schedule of 12 hour shifts (nights, mids, days, 5 off). That was hard, but then you go to sea and it gets worse. On a submarine our underway schedule of 6 on/12 off means a constantly rotating schedule, you were never doing the same thing at the same time two days running... The only saving grace is your commute is a few dozen feet to your bunk...

Working a fixed 2nd shift wasn't bad, but rotating shifts are not good at all....