Another Sunday At Commerce

It's not like I don't like my job. The people I work with are really cool, and the job itself isn't bad at all. What I'm starting to get tired of is working every Saturday and Sunday. I know those are the two days I can make the money because I can work the most hours. I took this job knowing that I would be working every weekend. But I'm just so tired.

Weekends are also my opportunity to be with my kids, my husband. To catch up on freelancing. To clean my house, go to the store, run errands, vegetate. But I can't do any of this. We need the money desperately, so there's nothing I can do about it.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I could have a day or two during the week to sort of act like weekends. But that's not happening. The only time I seem to get to take off work is for when there is something I have to do...like my cousin's wedding this Friday or back to school night last Wednesday. They usually have me working every day here. It's exhausting, and I can see myself burning out if it doesn't slow down.

My days are going by faster and faster and I'm working so much and running around so much that I'm afraid all of the sudden Kimi's going to be going to college and Andre will be a teenager, and I won't have remembered them getting there.

There are so many famous sayings like "stop to smell the roses" and "life moves pretty fast, if you don't stop to look around once in awhile, you could miss it" (Ferris Bueler's Day Off for those who are scratching their heads). Good advice, but what if you can't take it?