I am sitting in the airport right now, waiting for my flight to leave to Washington. I have a major deal that is trying to close up this week, so my prospects for sleep over the next few days aren't good - last time I had to travel for a major closing, I slept six hours total over six days.
This wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't worked the entire weekend, and until the wee hours in the morning on Thursday/Friday/Saturday as well. I am very tired.
I hate not seeing my kids on a daily basis. Things are much better since we moved to Houston, but I still have stretches like this. I am probably even going to have to cancel my planned trip to Dallas this Thursday.
However, I absolutely love the paycheck that comes from my job. It's not the only reason I continue to do it, but it's a major one.
Kids, please don't hate your dad for being a sell-out.