Well, not literally, of course. And before I say anything else, let me just say - I LOVE my job. Really. I work for one of the best universities in the US, with a supervisor and a boss who are very understanding of me and my pack of children. I work 5-30 hours a week (depending on the time of the semester - I average about 10 hours a week) from home, doing something I really and truly enjoy. Something that is challenging, something that my employers think I do well enough (and probably cheap enough) that they kept me on and created a unique position for me because they didn't want to lose me. They are working out something so that when we move to Texas, I can still do some on-call things to make sure the testing is running without a hitch. It is overall rewarding, satisfying and enjoyable work and I am very blessed to have this as an extra to give us some added income for some fun stuff and some big stuff (for example? Our MyComfort bed...). The picture below is a sample of one of the many tests I have created while working this job. (I personally don't think the picture does my programming/development justice, but I'm biased)
That being said...
I just finished a grueling 4-day work marathon. The most important part of my job are the final exams, which happen three times a year (once a semester). During the course of three days, seven of my programs are being used, with 250 students testing and 40 teachers grading the results of the testing. Usually I am on-site for a day or two, but with the birth of PJ, they let me do everything remotely (see how great the job is?) Overall, everything ran smoothly, but most of the work I do can't be done by anyone else there, so I put in 12-15 hours per DAY since Wednesday (taking off the Sabbath of course). I literally JUST BARELY finished!!! And I am glad to go back to my "few-hours-a-week" job until the end of next semester! I'm grateful to a supportive husband and forgiving kids. NOW I can get cracking on house stuff, bill stuff, life stuff, and CHRISTMAS STUFF! Yippee!
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