I do not like waking at 2am.
I do not like remaining awake.
I do not like having to go to work after waking at 2am.

Yes, I drank a lot last night, but the reason I feel lousy is because I did not sleep.

Meanwhile, my super big meanie husband started his four day work week revised schedule today. He’ll be off on Mondays until they realize they need him. Seems the big wigs at super large conglomerate parent company suddenly noticed my husband’s time cards always have 50+ hours listed. And, legally, even salaried people should be paid overtime. He was called into a meeting and encouraged to cut back to forty hours. Well, since we carpool, he’s kinda stuck there until I retrieve him, so he works. And, even though I generally visit him at lunch, he works the entire lunch hour. Because he’s more important than they realize. So, he asked if he could go back to the 4-10 work week that he was on when we first met. We’ll see how long this lasts. He would, of course, prefer the 4-10 work week, but he will still have to accomplish everything he has been accomplishing in fifty hours.

But, off on Mondays. MEANIE!

We met at that place of employment. I was one of the few employees, at that time, on a five day work week. Many of them worked four day work weeks. Most were off on Fridays. He was the only one off on Mondays and then working Fridays. After we started not dating, I left that job and went back to my previous employer, where I worked a four day work week. But I worked M-Th, and he worked T-F, so our off days never coincided.

I miss a four day work week. Four ten hour days are so much better than five eight hour days.

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