No that’s not the title of a terrible b movie. I was just joking the other day about a coworker who frequently works late and asked how often he stocked up on midnight oil. And now here I am working close to midnight to finish up a project. I don’t often work after typical business hours. It’s just impossible with a year and a half at home and a house to take care of. But this needs to get done. So I’m doing it.
Not everything can fit between the hours of 9-5. And no I don’t think people should be working 60 hour weeks. But I do think it’s important that if and when you’ve got the bandwidth and there is something that has to be done that you go the extra step and do it. And be grateful for the fact that it’s a rare occasion.
I’m fried. My eyes are dry and tired. Ten more minutes and I’ll be done. And I’ll be in a better place for it tomorrow. Time to sign off.
