We pulled away from the house this morning at 7:40 a.m. and returned at 8:35 p.m. You've got to be kidding me! Five days a week, 48 weeks a year, for the next 13 years? Lunch was eaten at my desk all the while still working. This is insane! Granted, we had to go straight from work to pick up Maeve from her ballet class. But still. Mondays will be long days.
Tomorrow Mr. Gaelic has to be at his office at 7:45 a.m. We'll probably leave around 7:15. No ballet, so we'll be home by 6:45 p.m. Then the schedule gets better with "normal" hours of leaving around 8:00 a.m. and returning around 6:45.
Eleven, twelve, thirteen hour days are the norm for people who work on Capitol Hill. Once, in my first incarnation on the Hill, I was still in the office at 11:00 p.m. At Mr. Gaelic's present office, he has even had days that lasted until 1:30 a.m. Yes, that's almost an 18-hour day.
God, it feels great to be back where I started!