It's only Wednesday and I have worked a 45 hour week already. That's 15 hour days each day, if I count the weekend work then I am at over 50 hours.
I have been away from my family all week and miss my little girl
I am now in a hotel room in the arse end of nowhere and drinking wine from a styrofoam cup (hotel chosen for location not quality) and eating pringles for tea as the hotel had stopped doing food by the time I finished work and got here.
It's just been relentless the last few weeks, this is pretty typical, I am knackered.
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