My wife’s been busy for months now. Too busy, really. There was one long weekend, and I was out of town, where she had 25 visits/day, for 3 days. And she lingers and gives time to the animals, too.
Yeah, it's been nice to get work again, but I get a little annoyed when I'm getting contracted by clients I haven't heard from since pre-Covid and they're giving me less than 24 hours notice that they'd like my services. And I accept it, because money, but still reserve the right to bitch about it.
Also, my day off was hampered by the fact that apparently, despite making an appointment two weeks beforehand and bringing in my car as soon as they opened (8:30), the shop was still unable to work on it in that 9-10 hour period. They assured me it'd be top priority this morning, which I have (probably foolishly) taken their word at.
Turns out a car is rather important to do the job. Can't exactly work from home.