It was another overtime Tuesday at my house. Last week Dragon worked over 70 hours. It makes for a good paycheck but I sure do miss him.
We sat down to eat with an empty spot at the table. I cooked alone and w ate without him. I hate it. Who knows what time he will get home. I will be waiting.
It is bad this year. He was scheduled to work 7 days a week. He finally pulled out the ADA and asked for reasonable accommodations. As soon as the new supervisor figured out he has PTSD, it wasn't an issue.
Last year they only worked one Sunday and had to be done by 6. Somehow he was still putting in ridiculous hours.
This too shall end. Christmas Eve will end the rush.