I've been "working" a lot

By choice, I've been babysitting a lot lately.  I feel like it makes for a long work week, but when I add up the hours, I barely break 50 hours.  I don't know how people could ever work 60 or more hours a week. I'm exhausted.  

There are two things that keep me babysitting: the kids and the money. The kids, G&W, are adorable and energetic. They let me play with them. They love to scare me with crocodile toys.  The pay is good enough that I look forward to the extra spending money.  Funny that I most often see it as spending money rather than money to save.

After a long day at work, and then a long night of babysitting, I wish I had some reason for it all. I wish I had something to look forward to. I want to say: "It will all be worth it when__(fill in the blank)_," or "All that hard work and those exhausting days will have paid off once I __(insert dream job here)__."

There's a position opening up soon in my division, which will be a promotion.  I think I can do the job and it would be nice to earn more. The trouble is I don't think it will help me in figuring out what the "all roads lead to this" kind of job I want. Maybe that kind of job won't exist for me. Either way, it makes it really hard to envision what I should be doing.

This weekend should be fun.  Little Italy in Baltimore, DC Beautification Day, Mustache Party...Have a great weekend!

beck