Someone dear to me is in Toronto for the year, earning as much as they can at two manual jobs: 8-4 6-to-7 days, 5-12(:30) M-F.
Every time they check in, I feel this twinned sadness that they're working themselves ragged to pay off a debt, & this sense of frustration, that I can't magick more work out of my fields to bring them home sooner.
But our fields are so different that the pay for work, *when* it exists, is leagues apart. Which is wild. So many people breaking their bodies for peanuts.
@MLClark
I think back to my 20s working 2 jobs just to survive. Now days when I'm ask to take on a task I dont enjoy, I say to myself "I've worked harder for less." Always staying humble and true to ones self gives peace of mind.
@StevePerkins14 You've touched on another great point: I have zero complaints, only gratitude, about any less pleasant work I have now. Wise words, well earned, Steve. May your work always offer you a healthier balance now.