Another Monday. Another last day of my three days long weekend.
This is the second of the three long weekends this month. One more to come.
This three days long weekend is a solid fail. Instead of rest and relax, I have clocked 11 hours and 24 minutes of overtime work thus far. That amount will likely increase after dinner tonight...
Worked overtime from after lunch to before dinner on both Saturday and Sunday. Solid working hours. Only stopped because had to go pick up kid from tuition and to have dinner out.
And worked past midnight on Saturday. Spared myself on Sunday night, as I was simply too tired.
And too fed up. The discontentment with work has reached too high a level. Frustrated with how the project is managed, the frequent change in direction, resulting in all these overtimes, and still struggled to keep up.
This long weekend is definitely a failure, and despite all the overtime hours, I am still behind. So the pressure is still looming large.
Can already foresee the endless bombardments tomorrow when I resume my online presence. Not looking forward to it. At all.
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