Rock throwing post brain dead night shift.
We're ready to get outta here and head to the desert. 8 more days and no more night shifts and the persistent insomnia and low grade fatigue that comes with working against all of natures laws of sleep and wake times. The idea of a bigger fifth wheel and debt is immediately erased by the loss of financial freedom that comes with it. Primarily, the inability to 'coast' between assignments (because of some stupid RV payment) until a day shift position is found. Nope, not going there.