Looked at a rush remodel job last week that was so many patches it was hard to give a firm estimate on how long it would take. I got started on Friday and could see that what I thought was a couple of days work would in fact be 3. Came in on Saturday but everyone was still upset that I had thrown the schedule off. So, you guessed it. I let them talk me into coming in on Sunday.

Monday morning I got up telling myself what a good guy I was to make such a sacrifice for others. Dropped my daughter off at school, was headed to the job thinking how I would finish up early, and get paid by by the grateful customers, but...

Before I got there my phone rang. It was the school telling me to come get my sick daughter. Spent most of Monday waiting in the Dr's office. Wound up finishing late Tuesday. Still waiting on the check.

Don't work on Sunday.

Mark