You better work
NG and I don't get to see each other as much as we want to because of my schedule. Recently he told me I'm a workaholic. I told him I don't work out of love, but out of necessity.
Now, because it's getting closer to the Toronto International Film Festival, I'm pulling in 12-hour days. Most people work 40 hours in five days, but I work 60 hours in four days. I also clock in time on the weekend. In the end, my work week is approximately 75 hours.
Sadly, no one understands why I get tired by the weekend. There's no energy left. It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I'm drained. I want to get in the action (and get a little of it, too), but I'd rather lay back and/or down and relax. Even I need a break, although I don't have a lot of time for one.
Thankfully, it's a long weekend. What am I doing? Working.