I’d often come home drenched in sweat, with splinters and blisters in my hands from sorting and stacking wood. And the nasty fumes from the glues we used were enough to kill brain cells!
Imagine having to show up for that kind of work every day… early mornings… sometimes working the night shift… with forced overtimes… working for a boss that went off on me if I made even ONE mistake. It was insane.
At my lowest point, I was laid off the day before Thanksgiving. I ended up living off credit for months while I struggled just to find another dead end job. I was married at the time and had a family to support, so the stress was crazy.
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