decisions

I tend to write when my emotions are overflowing. The good, bad, and ugly.  Yesterday, like I mentioned in my previous post, was a little nasty.  I came home exhausted and not wanting to talk to anyone.  Not wanting to see anyone.  Just wanting to lay in bed and read until my eyes closed themselves.  Jon wanted to talk.  I told him not to talk about anything.  That small conversation--normal conversation--even would make me cry.  I almost cried because the truck needed to be filled up with gas on the way home from work.  I told Jon that I felt that at work (as a charge nurse) that everyone wanted a piece of me.  Everyone needed an answer.  Where should this patient go?  Can you answer the phone? Answer the ambulance radio.  The PA wants the patient moved to a more appropriate room assignment.  The doc wants to know what is going on with x patient.  And not enough hands or brains to go around.  Can someone else make a decision??  I am tired of making decisions.  When I was still at home, I would come home and Dad would pull out leftovers for me.  He asked me what I wanted to eat I told him to fix whatever because I was tired of making decisions. 

A short break looks like a fantastic idea.  Especially since I'm traveling with two opinionated people (husband and SIL).  That means I have less decisions to make! =)