When it came to overtime and family, I used to work every single minute of OT I could get. From the day I started as an Apprentice up until about 11 years ago, all I wanted to do was make money. Whether it was emergency call-outs, planned jobs, on-call shifts, trouble work on weekends, mutual aid, or storms, I took it. During storms, we’d work around the clock for days with almost no sleep just to get the power back on. Back then, work was life. Our customers loved us, and my wife used to joke with her friends that she had a part-time husband because I was barely ever home.
Then five major things happened that completely changed my perspective. My daughter was born, and on that same day, one of my best friends died, leaving behind a wife and two young kids. Then I became paralyzed and needed emergency spinal surgery, which thankfully turned out okay.
After that, a great man named Dave Ericson, one of the Journeymen who trained me and later became my Leader, passed away. Then another great man named Jimmy Green, one of my Leaders over the years, retired and suddenly passed away not long after from a heart attack. All of those moments made me think about losing my own dad two days after my 12th birthday.
That’s when I realized there’s more to life than work. I still worked enough overtime to live comfortably, but I refused to miss the important moments with my daughter, like her first steps and her first word, “Dada.” As long as I wasn’t missing something important, I’d still work the extra OT. Now that I’m older, with only five years left until retirement and dealing with a destroyed back, I work as little overtime as possible. When you’re young, single, or don’t have kids yet, I’d say make as much money as you can. But don’t work so much that your wife starts resenting you for never being home. Once you have kids, only work enough to provide comfortably. Life is too short to work it all away.