Work
Monday was my last Monday off at my job. I start working Monday - Friday starting this week (so I actually only had a four day work week). I spent my last Monday off taking down the billions of lights we had on (and in) our house, the Christmas tree, decorations, etc. with Jack. It took us 2 weeks to get it all up. Amazing we got it all down and put away in one day.
The rest of my week went like this:
Tuesday: work
Wednesday: work
Thursday: work
Friday: work
Seriously. That is ALL I have done for the last four days. Literally from the time I got up until I went to bed, I worked. Tuesday I worked from 8 AM till 5 PM, then from 10 PM till 1 AM, slept only 2.5 hours then got back up at 3:30 AM and worked till 11 PM Wednesday night. I don’t recommend doing THAT and I don’t think I’ll ever do it again. I was a zombie by the end of that and people were shocked to see me show up for work on time Thursday morning.
Before you freak out that my job has made me a slave, it was my choice. No one asked me to work that much, and certainly no one forced me to or would’ve thought less of me had I worked less. In fact, I was told by a couple different people that it was too much and to go rest.
The thing is, I love my job. I honestly and truly love it. I love the company I work for. I love how they do business. I love helping our clients. And I love the people I work with. And when something went horribly wrong (through no fault of their’s), I had to be there to help.
I never would’ve thought myself a work-a-holic but I was accused of that this week. Me! LOL I’ve never had a job I liked this much before. Jobs before were simply the means to pay bills. I’ve never had a job where I felt appreciated or valued. And it feels darn good to LIKE what I do, and be appreciated for the work I do at the same time.
So I’m off tomorrow and Sunday for the first time in almost 2 years (where I’m just off and don’t have to trade shifts with someone or juggle hours around to weasle a weekend off), and I’m finding I’m totally wigged out about it. Things aren’t 100% back to normal and I’m going to feel weird not being there tomorrow to make sure things are handled correctly. And I will probably end up working anyway at least for a while. Crazy, huh?
