…I’ll get a life or at least a reasonable facsimile thereof. Yep, you guessed it, working on the weekend again.
Actually I’m not all that upset. In truth I’m not bothered at all. This sort of thing won’t happen every weekend and there’s a definite sense of achievement associated with the stuff I’m doing at the moment.
A sense of progress, the feeling that what I’m doing matters to the organisation. And that makes it all worthwhile.