June 18, 2019
Today marks my ninth day of work this week. Since last Monday, I have worked ninety-seven hours.
Going into this week, I expected to feel exhausted, burnt out and quite a bit frustrated by today. Although I had the occasional issue, it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for a typical week.
Regardless of the fact that it’s only Tuesday, I had to remind myself all day that it’s my Friday, that I don’t work tomorrow. In fact, I have the next week and a half off because my employers are on a family vacation. The fact that I packed the kids’ bags should have been a hint…
While I look forward to this break, I didn’t feel in need of it today. I came home energized because I had a great day and love my job. Even after nine straight days of work, I still feel excitement when I think of my day-to-day with those two amazing little guys.
How lucky am I?