dread.

Night shift. I hate it, and there is no way around my hate. I am so thankful that Clif has been blessed with his job. It's great... and for the first time in four years, he actually enjoys what he's doing. Not a lot of people can say that.

When Clif first took this job in September 2009 - I thought it would be okay. I would miss him, but I would live. I mean, in just a few short months I would have a baby to keep me busy.

Now I get off work, go home...sit around, mope a little, eat dinner...surf the internet and go to bed alone. It stinks. :) I guess I'm just a whiner. But I don't like to be home alone (at night). And it doesn't help that we live out in the boonies.

At least I have my pistol to keep me company, just in case I have any unwanted visitors. I don't know if I mentioned it or not - but I got a pistol of my own a month or so ago. It's a little .380 semi automatic. It's nice.
I don't have my concealed permit *yet*, but plan to get it sooner than later.