Overworking?

I now know what my friend David feels like. I've been working 9am to close (8:30/9:30) on Monday and Tuesday at my old job, then I work 8-5 Wednesday and Thursday at the new job, 11:30-8:30 Friday at new job, and 8:30-4 Saturday and Sunday at new job. I think I have this upcoming Sunday off. That's good in a way, but I'm concerned because that pool is really short on people available Sunday. Sunday was a be-on-tower day, not an office day. So, the new job is going really well. I've been working on a Cashiers' handbook with FAQ and important information on our programs at a glance. It's kind of like turning my mom into a cell phone retail person, they have to learn a lot of things they probably never thought they had to know. I think the highlight of the week has been getting the garbage disposal fixed. That not working made the sink back up when we tried to use the dishwasher. Oh, that and getting keys to work, that was nice too, we've been waiting for a while. Hmmm, what else is new this week... My husband made a plan of action for getting through the next month. He has a THIRD interview tomorrow with a company, they told him that he's meeting the president and chief operations officer, and he's already been told that his background check cleared, so I think it's looking good there. It'll help us out a lot when he starts working full time again, in a lot of ways. A lot of them financial (like being able to fix the car, get a land-line phone, etc), but a lot of them emotional too. Him being under-employed has been very stressful on us both. On that note, we've been doing better. I think he was surprised when he read the last post about my depression, and us talking about it in depth and resolving some things made our situation with each other better. You all know a little fighting doesn't mean there's not as much love, it just means there's something there to be discussed. People at my old job are so devious. It's strange the difference from my Tuesday to my Wednesday. On Tuesday I had to write up one of my senior guards (lowest level of management), and on Wednesday one of my assistant managers was making a lunch run for everyone because we looked a bit groggy. On Monday I walked in to find a meeting agenda in my inbox saying there's new procedures but not outlining what they are, and on Wednesday another manager and myself sat with the Aquatics Supervisor and discussed possible solutions to the same issue and came to a compromise plan drawing from all of our experience in four different aquatic centers (two municipal, one college, one military). It's like moving from a downtown ghetto to Pleasantville USA where the cheer captain dates the quarterback and everyone turns out for the big game (speaking of which, I missed homecoming again). It's a bit of a culture shock. My mom suggests that I don't burn my bridges at my old job, and that if Charles does't get this job he can look for work in the San Gabriel Valley or in the Los Angeles area and I can continue at the old pool. I'm not so sure that'll work for me anymore though. I've gotten a taste for this real world thing where people treat their peers with respect and behave at work as though they could get fired. Not that I want to fire people, but when they know that no one who cares to do so has the authority to do so, things get bad. Trust me on that one. But yes, I'm tired. My depression doesn't help that, but I do feel just a tad overworked. I'll be okay, though, I'm enjoying myself. :) Apologies for the ADD-style post, I can't help it, just having a bit of a rant.