I’ve finished my first week at dispatch. It was three twelve hour days, getting up at 3:30am, and dizzying amounts of information to learn. Each dispatcher has five computer monitors, three computer mice, and two keyboards. It’s intense. I’ll be training for months yet, but so far I’m encouraged enough to think I’ll like it. The depravity of man has been displayed prominently this week as I listened in on calls. It has me thankful for this bubble I’ve spent my life in. Some of the realities I’ve heard other people speak of are horrifying to consider.
Blaine begins work tomorrow. Life changes dramatically with that. I switch to nights this week. I am scheduled three 12 hour shifts in a row, each 5pm-5am. I’m bracing myself but unable to even really know how to prepare.
I spent my weekend working on a barn quilt to hang on the outside of our shed, above the doors. It’s almost done. I’m pretty excited about it. It’s been something I’ve thought about doing and researched and drawn and agonized for months. Silly, but I’m not a painter or even a quilter. Sewing things is my craft. It was totally outside of my comfort zone but I love it.
Stellan turned 7 this week. He is getting so big. It feels like he should be one of the littles still, but he reads everything, keeps up with the two big boys pretty well, and is destined (and determined!) to be Sterling’s hunting buddy. He loves all things outdoors. He chose a trip to the Katy Trail with bikes and puppies as his activity of choice. We had a fun day.
This week Eden turns 18. I’m not ready to talk about that.
Praying your work goes well for you and the learning curve isn’t overwhelming. Praying for restful sleep, especially as you transition to nights this week. Also loving your new barn quilt (newly shown on your blog 🙂