It’s raining pretty hard tonight. The dreary outside is matching my insides right now, too. Phil’s long work hours this week appear to be catching up to him. To me. To us both. After having worked a 24-hour shift the previous weekend and every day since, he had a 36-hour shift from Thursday morning to Friday night and is right back at it today on another 24-hour shift. And another 36-hour shift this coming Thursday. Would be nice if some of those hours included home-call, but no, not at his hospital. Those are all hours he is away and I am here holding down the fort. The kids are used…