Every weekend I usually try to make contact with my family members to see what they are up to and catch up on the family gossip. This weekend was no different. But it was pretty funny when I realized that as a member of my family, weekends don't necessarily mean no work.
For example my brother spent the weekend setting up the new auto repair shop. Putting in extra hours just to make sure it would all run smoothly on Monday and Tuesday when the insurance companies were invited to tour around.
My dad, had just gotten back from England and was spending the day working getting ready for the next part which was set to start on Sunday.
And me? I worked saturday morning at Job #2 and was sitting in my house writing the curriculum for the new contract job I just picked up. For those who are counting, that would be Job #3.
So there you go. Being in my family means getting the work done, even if that falls on a weekend.
1 comment:
3 jobs?! Is it that expensive to live in VA? Eep - Good job for working so hard!
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