Now, I'm not a morning person at the best of times, and Sundays are traditionally the day where you are supposed to get a lie-in, so it's safe to say that I don't really like working a Sunday. The shift itself is fine; I have plenty to do without being rushed, so the time passes swiftly, plus I work with a great colleague who likes a giggle, and like me, will get everything done and not moan about it. Barring the odd problem here and there, the shift runs like clockwork every week. No, the shift isn't the problem. it's the day.
Sundays are manic at my house, even without spending half the day at work. There's the roast lunch to prepare and tidy up from (the hubby does the cooking now that I work, but the clearing up is down to me), the general pick-up-after-the-kids-and-cats that has to be done several times a day, the washing and ironing of school uniforms ready for the following day, kicking the teenager up the butt to get him to have a bath, the bathing of daughter followed by weekly nit inspection... the chores seem endless. By the time I get home I am so tired that the thought of having to get all of this done makes me groan.
Work should be banned on Sundays, I reckon.*nods*
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Afterthought: Come to think of it, ironing should be banned too. Wrinkles should permanently be in fashion. *nods again*
No working on Sundays, no ironing. I'd be good with that. *nods* 'Course, then I'd run out of some major food item on a Sunday and go on a ranting tear that I couldn't go buy it. *snort*
ReplyDeleteHaven't worked a Sunday in years, but now I have church instead - which makes Saturdays all the more precious!
ReplyDeleteLeanne - Yeah, I'm with you on that. I always pray that I don't have to work on Christmas Day for example, yet I'm always grateful that the corner shop is open when I realize I've forgotten something... *shifty*
ReplyDeleteAlex - I used to work Saturdays AND Sundays before, so when I had two years work-free I LOVED my weekends. Now I really appreciate my Saturdays too. They definitely are precious.
No work on Sundays is a good a plan. I always thought employers should hire someone who really wants to work Sunday instead of torturing those who would rather not. Ironing doesn't bother me but my Mom would agree with you that it should be banned.
ReplyDeleteI've ironed once in the last year. it was Christmas Eve and hubby was grumbling that the napkins weren't in the cupboard. These would be our CHRISTMAS napkins still waiting on my ironing board from the washing they got after Christmas 2009 *shifty*
ReplyDeleteWeesa - well, I only have myself to blame for working Sundays. I knew I'd be working Saturday OR Sunday when I took the job on. Beggars can't be choosers, huh? Besides, I'd worked there before so I knew the job already mostly, and despite the sucky Sunday shift, I like it there.:)
ReplyDeleteTami - Hahahahaha! My ironing board should spend time with yours - they have a lot in common. *snort*