My wife often thinks I'm mad. and she told me so when I was rounding the sheep up at 9 o'clock last night after I'd spent the day working with my dad concreting and moving lots and lots of stone.
I had a couple of lame ewes and wanted to quickly treat them. Rather than having to get up really early in the morning I thought I'd do it as soon as dad left, but we did our usual and only finished after eight, having put in a really good long day.
Sometimes I'm glad to go back to work as my days are usually so much shorter than what I end up doing on the weekend! Who else ends up doing more on the weekend to try to fit in all those extra jobs?