It’s currently…Day 3 of my night shift at work. And I have mixed feelings about it.

I’m a morning person. I realized this when I found myself annoyed when I wake up later than 10:00 am. Although a lot of times I stay up late, I don’t really feel more alive at night. I’d rather sleep, thank you very much. In fact, I’m such a good sleeper that I can sleep through anything — an earthquake, a concert…heck, I’d even sleep while I’m at a party. ;) Once, during a YFC conference, all the people I was with was busy screaming for South Border, while I cozied myself on five chairs and slept. :P

Anyway, so it’s my third night of night shift, and I’m really having a weird time. Work’s okay — there’s a lot to do, but nothing I couldn’t really handle — but my body clock is seriously screwed. Gah. So now I shall take my right to complain about my being night shift, just because I can, and here they are:

• Most of my teammates are already home or on the way home when I arrive for work. And trust me, a day is not complete without seeing all of them, or hearing even just one joke (Hi Mike!).
• In connection with the previous one, it gets kind of lonely here. My teammate who’s also on night shift is on the other dogbone with a big post in between the dogbones. And although there are a lot of people around me at this time since our floor is more of a night shift floor, I don’t know them anyway, so I pretend they do not exist. It’s as fun as wearing a baby sling all day even if there’s no baby. Hmm. Not fun at all.
• Like what I said earlier: my body clock is seriously screwed up. I go to work at around six or seven, go home at five-thirty, and sleep, then wake up at lunch. Nothing bad about that, but it feels weird, like I never really get real rest, because my work hours keep on crossing two days. It’s like my sleep at home is just a nap in between work, not the real kind of sleep that I get at night. Sometimes I can’t keep track of the days anymore — is it Thursday already?
• Also, — I just noticed this earlier — going to work at night feels…sad. I don’t know if I’m just being sentimental and all, but it felt awfully lonely as I went to work earlier…I mean yesterday.
• Have you noticed how slow time seems to go when it’s already 2:00am? But when it’s 2:00pm, 5:00pm comes in faster. Is it because it’s November already, and nights are supposed to be longer?

The others say I just need to take the time to adjust to this new schedule, and I agree. I chose to go night shift instead of mid-shift because it would be safer for me to go home in the morning rather than late at night. Plus, yes, there’s a higher shift premium for night shift. :P But I wonder if it’s worth it, you know? If everyday’s going to be like this…well, I’m off to have quite a quiet November. *sigh*

Maybe the next time I go on mid/night shift, I’d go for mid-shift to know how it feels. 2pm to 11pm sounds good…if only riding a cab every night is not so expensive. Hay. How does one adjust from day shift to night shift, anyway?

Excuse my ramblings, I haven’t fully adjusted yet. Gimme a few more days…er, nights, yes?