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Sometimes there isn't enough coffee in the world to get me going. Do you ever feel that way? I ... just ... can't ... do ... it. This is usually the case Monday through Friday. Hmmm, could it be work related?
My co-workers are pretty good about leaving me alone until around ten o'clock. All except one. She gets up at four in the morning. Yep, you read that right. So by the time I get my sleepy self into work at eight she's been up four hours. Of course her office is located right at the entrance. And she's chipper, ready to go, and wants to discuss work stuff. Ughhh.
Fridays are usually a whole day of not wanting to do anything. I've worked all week, I'm tired and I've usually had my fill of stupid people. Plus I'm already thinking about what I'm going to write over the weekend. Ideas are swirling around my head like happy little bluebirds.
At one time I worked four ten hour days. That was wonderful. Three day weekends are perfect. Enough time to get some things done, and get some rest. Two days just isn't enough. By the way, who ever came up with a 40 hour work week? Why not 36 or 32? Why 40? Can I shoot them?
Till next time -
It's so true--when you only have two days, you end up using all your time for the stuff that has to get done at home. No time to play or relax. Life needs balance. The Europeans work shorter hours and take far more vacations. Not a bad plan.
ReplyDeleteLet's move to France. We could sit in sidewalk cafes and write.
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