my poor Master has been absolutely brutalized at work. The powers that be keep demanding more and more work from fewer and fewer people - all in the name of the all-mighty dollar. Watching Him get up to leave at 4:30 am, to fill in for people who have been down-sized is really breaking my heart.
He works so hard: because He's got that amazing work ethic, because He is an amazing provider, because He wants to be sure that He can provide medical insurance for me in case i have a relapse.
And this Man still goes to the gym every day after work and puts most people to shame with the energy that He gives to His workout. Yes, His workout - the one that He does to make sure that He's in the best shape ever so He can take care of business and take care of me.
Then He comes home and has to do yet more work from home. Then i get snappy at Him that He fell asleep on the couch instead of having conversation with me.... Oy, what a rotten slave i feel like!
All i can do is say "Thank You" and try to do as well at my own job and in the service that i give to Him. Sometimes, and this week is one of those times, what i give to Him just doesn't feel like enough.
So, this has been a rotten 2 weeks for us and i blame the down-sizing of corporate America.
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