Today, on Twitter, I was chatting with people and a few would say how they wish they could have a lot of time off from work. “I’m tired” or “My supervisor has it in for me” or “I’m Bored!” Mainly, just yakking about life in general.
I know how it feels, sometimes I want to sleep in, clean the house a little, make some appointments and get them done, but on my days off, I sleep, do a bit of laundry and don’t WANT to go do a lot of things. I want to be a lazy cuss!
Well, a few weeks ago, we were pretty busy at work and I did get more hours so I could get more money for a new iMac. On my lunch break, I went outside into the warm day to get some rays. A little into my half hour, a lady was pushed outside in her wheelchair by her daughter, who then retreated back into the mall. The lady pulled out cigarettes and lit up. I asked if she was waiting for a ride home, but she was just waiting for her daughter to finish up in the mall and they were OK to get home.
We started to chat because I had dug out my little iBGStar glucose meter and docked it to my iPhone. As I did my glucose test, she was looking at it with interest. I told her about the meter and that it was neat to use. She was a ‘Type 2’ and didn’t test a lot, but she liked this idea.
I got up and gathered my stuff, “Gotta get back to work.” I told her. She said “Oh, I would give anything to be able to work again!” She looked sad.
Whoa. Just…. Whoa.
I tried to cheer her, saying she was still working, at supervisor of her family. While she got a smile from that, I had to give her a quick hug for waking me up. You see, before getting the job I have, I was chronically unemployed. People would usually see the eyesight difficulty I have and give my application the ‘Go by’. I was hired a bit over 7 years ago at this job and the encounter with that lady made me remember the years of not having anywhere to go, nothing to earn a paycheck with, the bouts of horrible depression I’d lived with. Constant feelings of worthlessness.
I NEVER want to go through that again. So I think when the phone rings calling me in to cover an extra shift, or I see a few extra hours in my schedule, I’m not going to complain. I going to run with this as long as I’m able, because I doubt that even if I’m eighty years old I would be ready to “retire”. If I don’t get a chore done at home, I’m good.
At home or at work, I’ll be doing the Big Blue test. Check it out! Great way to raise awareness. Give it a go! Tweet your Big Blue test Before and after a 10 minute exercise and help raise funds for those in need.