I usually work 5 hours on four days of the week. I’ve more than doubled that this week, finishing up with a 16 hour shift last night and today. Is it called a paradox, or something like that, when you are glad and sad at the same time over a situation? The work is meaningful, appreciated, financially compensating and within my ability so that makes me glad. I’m sad at the same time to see my client so dependent on so few people – what a risk for her. And I am sad that it sometimes is so hard for me to serve her and have a life of my own. My “in the moment” thought is that I am so thankful to be going to sleep in my own bed with no expectation of being needed by anyone for the next 8 hours. Good night world.