This week is my last working five days
Monday to Friday is over for me.
From next week, I will no longer be working Tuesdays.
Dropping a day is not a decision that I took lightly. It will obviously have financial implications for me, plus now I have signed that change of conditions form, there is no going back.
You will probably be aware, either from either knowing me, or reading this blog, that I have had a particularly tough time, when it comes to my health over the last two years.
Thankfully, I have come out of the other side and am now much improved. Despite this, I still find work tiring and by the end of a five day week, am often left shattered.
I have noticed that, following a single day off work for a Bank Holiday, I feel remarkably better and less tired, come Friday evening.
I am therefore hoping that this new working schedule will leave me feeling even better, both physically and mentally.
Lastly, a treat for stats fans…
- I have worked since 1st September 2003.
- This is 16 years, plus a little bit more.
- I have deduced days in account of weekends, Bank Holidays and annual leave and can reveal that I have worked appropriately 3,500 days *. This does not include deductions for sickness.
Pretty sure this justifies me in dropping one day a week…
* 26,250 hours, 1,575,000 minutes, 94,500,000 seconds.
… tomorrow I will tell you how many weeks I spent on the work toilet, over those last 16 years.
Considering that I have never worked for Sports Direct, you can be sure that the grand total will be a tad more than five minutes.
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