I'm not sure if you know this, but I've been working 36+ hours regularly since October. One week, I clocked in 55 hours. One week, I worked 7 days in a row and only had 2 nights off before my next stretch. That's right, working like a dog, and lots of crying because I missed seeing my husband. You can understand my frustration that I was only "part time" and having to work every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, right? Anyways, long story short, I got full time status this month and I couldn't be more thrilled. And no more Sunday nights, thank goodness!
PS. Don't we look like twins? I can't get over this picture.
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