My one day off. I slept until 1:30 PM
I bet I will fall asleep again. Last week and the week before were over 80 hour, 6 day weeks. Limited staff, over seeing a new roof, and remodel of the hotel ...while working as the only one at the front desk. My Owner said to expect 14 to 16 hours days 6 or 7 days a week with no staff or more pay.
I think after I have the remodel on my resume, I will find a new company. This shit is wrong. As the owner and son self quarrenteen at home, unwilling to meet with the contractor.
Neither the contractor nor myself had the meetings with the architect/designer, nor were we provided a blueprint. Contractor keeps asking me questions to things I was never included in any memos, plans, or final decisions. Awkward. I ask the son, he says ask my dad, the dad says for the son to tell me. What a colossal waste of time.
My brother pointed out I often work like a dog for companies who pay me shit for my hard work... guilty as charged. Plus, I only have 6 days of vacation... up from 5 the first year... AND I am the General Manager! I usually don't care about vacations, thus I did not negotiate for three weeks like most normal people would. I went to visit my kids in February (we all met at oldest son's house,) I had not realized how much I missed actually spending time with them.
We talk all the time... not the same though.
Hadn't seen them all together since my son was married in 2014. My kids live in different states, so the only way to see them is to have enough time to travel to their homes. Oh, and Hawaii just happens to be where my other son and the rest of my family live!!!!!!!!
Rant over... loving the sleep... having a pity party for how stupid I am.
Me to myself
...however I
STILL have a paycheck... for now at least.