Odd Day Off

Hello blog-rant fans...
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My arms, wrists, n fingers are incredibly sore as the cooler air of lower 40's near dawn has blown in on a easterly sea-beeze this week. Arthritis takes it's toll, adding on top of the job-lifting-use-abuse.
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This week's work schedule (for today) came out about 10 last night, just after I was asked to leave early to avoid another 4 hours of over-time pay. Frankly, I'm so aggrivated, sore, n exhausted I couldn't wait to leave... I unexpectedly got today off, which meant my days off are split apart, n having to get the mail at the post-office before noon (it closes), meaning skipping my sleep-hours again. If I miss it, then pick-up would have to wait until the end of the week, putting things past-due.
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Chances are my digits will be in even worse shape by the next one day off, due to the punishment I'll endure on the job-machine-unit this week until my co-worker gets back from vaca #2. (It must be nice). Two other people have learned the position, but refuse to do it since I've been there. Actually, I don't want to do it either! I'm way too old for this stuff...
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But I'm not a person who says "I can't because I don't want to." I'm not a quitter... I'm a trooper. 10, 12, n 14 hour shifts in a constant hurry to keep up with an easily messed-up product on a contraption of high volume.
Not many folks can handle the pressure.
It's pure insanity!
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At the spit-out end of this production line, not one new person learns the pick-it-up part without mentioning Lucy n Ethel at the chocolate factory...
(n this is worse)!
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I won't say which national chain it is, but it's widely well-known. I'm not worried about the company ever going down, but prob I'll go down first...
Jobs in the Cape area are very scarse in the off-season.
(Answer to Question: "Why don't you just get a different job?")
N I do like to stay busy.
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Except for the swamp down the Village Ave by the peeper pond, Autumn colors are still sparse here. I'm familiar with this yearly split-color-changing-zones on the same road effect, due to lower elevation.
Only two small Holly vines are red out in the woods right here, n one little Beech that got trimmed to death by the wood-chipper dudes last summer is pink. The rest are still holding green. It's been cold, so I expect peak in about ten days from now. Even if I get in some photo-op time, the film processing will have to wait a bit, already got the last roll on back-log, too. Maybe I'll do leaf scans again when they finally get flamboyant.
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I got out to the deck garden n switched containers around a bit, to give baby ever-green trees more growing room, until I ran out of soil again. So much for thinking I'd get it all done. It's nice to get outside in the daylight once in awhile. I usually only see it on the drive into work... or as Dawn is breaking after a very long shift.
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A few days ago I picked the numerous little cones off the Blue Spruce, then threw them around different places in the woods. At least I won't have to pick them out of the lawn next spring before the mower kills them. Maybe someday in my old-age I'll get to drive past the woods n see some of the trees I planted growing there. These woods used to be all Blue Spruce n Elm, like the rest of the Cape until they were clear-cut for lumber in the 1800's. I haven't seen an Elm Tree Since I moved from Metro-West (or I'd plant some seeds here). I guess Dutch-Elm Disease did the local Elms in a few decades back.
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I actually think it's sad that the Ecclesiastical, White Ash, n Huckle-berry trees in my yard (brought here from a merchant Marine 100 years ago) have no matching species pollen with which to produce seeds.
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Guess I'm a bit obsessed with living trees... They cheer me up, n depress me when they're chopped down. That's what I like best about this location, along with the ocean water-views, of course.
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The Autumn leaves feel almost like doing a master-piece without having to paint anything.
Bring-on that canvas...