Did I Mention I’m Not A Morning Person?

My husband works for Utah Transit Authority, the local bus company.  He’s been a driver there for about ten years and he’s really good at his job.  So good, he also helps train the new drivers.  Several times a year he is pulled off his own work and for approximately 21 days he teaches people how to drive the different buses and different routes in the Salt Lake/Ogden/Provo/Tooele area.  It’s a nice change of pace for him and again, he’s good at it.  The problem is, when he’s on O.I. (operator instruction) the contract says he has to take overtime if they give it to him.  For the past several months whenever he’s been on O.I. he’s gotten assigned a lot of overtime.  Most pieces are only about two hours long, but they tend to start at five or six in the morning.  Since we only have one car at the moment, that means I have to drive him at least part of the way to work so he can catch a train or bus that will take him the rest of the way in.  I’m so not a morning person.  In my perfect world we would all go to bed about 2a.m. and wake up around 10a.m..  Unfortunately, life doesn’t work that way. 

So this morning I was woke up at the horrible time of 3:30a.m. to take my husband all the way into work (no buses run at 4:30a.m. to get him to work in time).  I also had to stop for gas because of course the low gas light just had to come on.  By the time I get home it’s not even worth going back to bed because I have to get my son up at 7:00a.m. to get ready for school and if my head sees my pillow before then I’m not getting back up.  Of course I’m not awake enough to actually get anything done though, so I surf the Internet, drink a large coffee and dream of a day when the world will work around my schedule instead of the current reality.