Rough

I really didn't plan on taking a break from blogging so soon.

Really, I didn't.

Then this thing called work happened.

I clocked 52 hours in four days.

Plus drive time.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen. . .That means that I was gone for work purposes about 58 hours.

Talk about rough.

Not physically. . .Though it was.

Talking about mentally.

No, not because of the constant work time. . .Though it was.

Talking about realizing that I'm not young anymore.

I used to work hours like that ALL THE TIME.

I haven't worked more than 40 in quite awhile.
Correction, I haven't worked more than 40 in the office in quite awhile.

I think I forgot that it is easier to work those hours when:

- You are young.

- You are single.

- You don't need as much sleep.

Can't take the rough. . .

I am going back to 40 this week.

Correction, I am going back to 8 hour days. . .

With some vacation days thrown included!

Namaste.