Perspective
Worked 15 hours today. Didn't get a lot done. Spent the drive home wondering if I would know when to quit. Then I remembered that my Dad used to work 16 hour days all week and his job was a lot crappier than mine will ever be. And I remembered that everyone in my group is working a half day tomorrow because I authorized us to have a company paid picnic. I guess I can avast whining.