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The past week especially has re-solidified for me that no, I really don't want to work much more than twenty hours a week. Or, at least, not in a job as labor-intensive as baking, and not with a half-hour commute each way.

I might still be able to swing up to twenty-five hours, provided I can have shorter work days, but with gas prices being as they are, well. I suppose I'll stick with three long-ish days a week for now.

(I worked an extra day the past two weeks, and on top of that, Thursday was something of a nightmare. I spent most of Friday asleep and a lot of today generally resting and recovering. Tomorrow it's back to work (and earlier than usual), but at least it'll be a normal length week!)