In Case You Missed It... (𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠)
Updated: Apr 10, 2021
Because of covid, since October 2020, I’ve been working a normal full time job. Previously to working a normal 9-5, I was a full time musician. Whenever Friday came through, I was happy for the “40 hour a week” employees because I knew they had Saturday and Sunday off! WEEKEND, BABY!! I was also excited because I (most likely) had gigs and I knew everyone was down to party. Or relax... depending on your age and needs LOL!
Now, working every day (Monday through Friday) from 7:30-4:30, it’s a little difficult for me to understand how people can be excited about Friday. Let me keep it a hundred: Friday after work, I’m exhausted. Saturday, I’m active with chores, errands, visiting family/friends and so on. Sunday, I’m trying to relax and prepare for Monday already. WHAT? Where did my weekend go?
I commend anyone working a full time job over a number of years especially if the job is physical. Not to take away from mental work stress. I can only talk about what I can relate to and I’m doing physical work.
Last week was Easter which means we had Friday til Monday off. Today is Tuesday and I feel fresh & rejuvenated. I haven’t felt like this in a minute. In my opinion, every work week should be like this. (Or at maximum four days a week.)
All in all, I really can’t complain about my job. The hours are good compared to some other jobs and I like the people I work with. The worst thing for me is that I have to start at 7:30 in the morning and BE THERE ALL DAY five times a week. I’m just not used to that. If I would be doing something I love to do, then I would feel differently about working so much. But it’s not. It’s just a job I have to do for money.
Being a musician, I worked mostly weekends with an average of seven times a month. And when I worked, it was often crazy long hours. But I loved what I did and the money was good.
I often wonder what full time artists did for our passions to be taken away from us like this. But I don’t think about it too long otherwise, I would break down and cry. So I stick to my gunz, say a prayer and keep it pushing with my head to the sky until this whole thing blows over.
On that note, I’ll leave with something positive.
I have a beautiful wife! I have more than enough food and water to feed my fat ass! I have a job with income that’s not completely burning me out. I even have a nice crib, a phone, internet, and descent whip! I’m luckier than a lot of people on this planet.
Still... keep us in your prayers and support your local artists.
Thank you for reading. I love each and every one of you!
Love and blessings,