Busy busy days

Yesterday at work was one the the busiest days I have had since I started there and knew nothing (therefore everything took forever and every day was exhausting). Yesterday there was an agency charge nurse in the morning which means she didn't know to do much more than chart on a few residents. So she saved the admit for me, which wouldn't have been a big deal except two more came within a 3 hour period. Now I was moving at full speed writing orders, doing assessments and wow, by the time I finished those three admits and helped Gabe pass all her meds (since she assisted me with the admits) it was 9:30 at night. I did not stop moving for 9 straight hours and I was dead tired. I sat down to do my charting and noticed the agency had charted on everybody, I have never been so grateful for something that an agency nurse did! I had time to do charting, but was so sick of writing meds and assessments that I was so glad not to have to write more.

Then Paul texted me and said the neighbor lady wanted to tear out our shrubs on thursday if that worked for us, us meaning me since Paul was working. Yes that would work, so I woke up at 10am today (so early I know) and then the doorbell rang. I struggled to get pants and glasses on to go answer the door and there she was, lovely neighbor.

Now here is what our house looked like when we moved in. Ugly bush growing up the wall and under the siding, super full island (it looks way better in this picture than it did in real life) and bushes that were 10 times the size they were meant to be.

So today we did this, the neighbors helped me tear out 12 shrubs netting 720 lbs in weight and take them to the compost place. All in all it took 5 hours, I got stung by a bee and I don't feel like doing a dang productive thing today.

I got my new printer in the mail today! My current printer only prints black and white cause the color cartridges no longer work and the scanner broke as well. So for my birthday Paul got me a new printer! And the kitties love the box. :)

The other picture is of a magazine that a residents husband gave to me telling me that my "golden dust" twin and I should pick out sweatshirts from this page. We have the body and the hips for them and they would look great on us. No matter the fact the sweaters look like they are meant for a 75 year old woman Gabe and I just laughed this off. The people I meet at heartwood, I am telling you. :)

Oh speaking of heartwood this lovely little German resident has taken to calling me her "worm" cause I am so agile and skinny. Oh my. A worm. The only problem is one of the med nurses calls this resident her "birdy" because they whistle back and forth to each other. Does this mean she is going to eat me?

Love to all!