My paycheck come next Friday is going to be a very sour and sad one: it'll have my labors of today and tomorrow, given that I was out with this scratchy throat & nasty cough on Friday, gone for a week before that, and then there was no work the preceding Monday and Tuesday. Yow.
So I'll be working a double shift tomorrow, then putting in another insane two weeks to fatten the paycheck at the end of the month in compensation. (Overcompensation?) Next week is only allowing seven hours of overtime, when I usually try for twelve. Drats. Maybe they'll want more by the end of the week. But then, I could do without another double shift Sunday... not that those are all that bad when you're used to them.