Sigh. Frustrated. Hubs was ragging me about my work hours.
Here’s the thing. I made an agreement with the boss - I started this when hubs first started his new job and I was driving the gas guzzling truck - so the fewer trips down the hill I took the better. My workload has been steadily increasing and yeah I could easily be working Monday to Friday. Instead, I work 9 hours Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, and ten hours Wednesday (to get payroll in). My handshake deal with the boss is this: as long as I don’t go over 40 hours a week, she doesn’t pay me overtime. Why? Because I WANT to work longer hours so I can still have my Fridays and stuff still gets done. Yes, I am fully aware that doesn’t go with the ot laws but Hey. It was my suggestion. It puts me as a “salary” employee so ha. I think he’s just salty that today was “fend for yourself” day, so he had to make his own lunch (Well, he went to Panda Express) and he went to the bank himself (he needed cash for a truck part) AND he had to let the dog out for the day and release the peeps and cluckens. Oh noes. The trials of it all.
Sigh. Tomorrow I get to go back to see the vampires. Hopefully they have their computers figured!!
Cool thing - a friend of mine from the Motherland had a little spot on a YouTube show called mighty car mods with his crazy Saab.