A few years ago, I was working at a job that I didn’t like. That is putting it mildly. I was leaving before 5 in the morning to be there by 7 (yes a two hour commute and most of that time was spent going less than 5 miles an hour.) I was usually the first person in the office and the last person to leave, getting home only barely in time to see my kids off to bed.
Barely Controlled Chaos
The Great Hites 