I made a promise to myself this summer: I would not work overtime.
I’ve spent most of the summer at work. It’s been good: we now get critical staffing pay (~$7 after Uncle Sam takes his cut) on top of time and a half. Not bad. The worst part? It’s July and I feel like I’m wasting my summer. The General has commented on this as well — our different schedules only let me see him just a few hours before or after my shift. We did this for a month and half before we had a day off together. That sucked.
So, after my 3rd weekend of double shifts (32 hours), I decided I am done. Then it comes to Independence Day: we only have 2 people on the schedule. We need a minimum of 5 to run the place. I feel like I should take a slot; I’m hoping to use that as my bargaining chip. I want Labor Day and Thanksgiving Day (and a few days around it) off because of family.
The General has a family reunion Labor Day and it’s a blast camping out in the hills on his Polish ancestor’s homestead. As for Thanksgiving, for the 1st time in my adult life, I am hosting my parents (and my sister and my future BIL) down here in NC for a traditional southern Thanksgiving (which includes homemade macaroni and cheese). I figured I’d work Christmas and New Year’s Eve/Day to accommodate it. Seeing as how I worked this past New Year’s Day, Easter, and Memorial Day…..I don’t know.
If I work the 4th of July, that will put me on a 7 day stretch, beginning with 2 double shifts back to back. I was a hot mess when I came back for an 8 hour stint after my double last time. I was pretty ugly to my co-workers. While I can sleep in and take it easy the rest of the week before work, I still have to go into what can be a catastrophic day. And because I’ve been there the longest, a lot of the times I am the lucky one who gets to put out fires, i.e. solve the problems that arise.
I feel I am starting to burn out……I’m a little scorched.
I’m not the only one. The wildfires north of us in Pender County are finally in control after the massive rainstorm. I awoke today to a very hazy morning, filled with smoke. That killed our run, it couldn’t be good to breath all that in. It’s clearing more now, so I think I’ll hit the pavement before work.
I’m off tomorrow…..I’m going to watch the sun rise at Kure Beach. It’s been awhile and I think it will help set the tone for what could be the longest week ever.