I love my job.

I just finished a long streak with no days off. I count 16, and because I am a contract worker for several companies, on some days, I wore three different uniforms racing from shift to shift. My little Honda became a makeshift studio apartment with polo shirts hanging from hooks, my makeup bag on the front seat, phone charger in the backpack, layers for every kind of weather (It's Colorado after all), and granola bars and bananas anywhere they wouldn't get smooshed. I downloaded a new app called Timesheet that lets me keep track of time spent on each project. Receipts were meticulously scanned with the cell phone the moment they were obtained. Clipboards were everywhere. I ran out of cell phone minutes.

The thing is...I don't mind at all.

Don't get me wrong. I'm so happy to be off this weekend and spend some time with Randy & Diego, and I slept a LOT on that first day off, but my job is cool. I am a people person and I get to interact with all kinds of people as well as see events and eat food that I could never afford.

Here are some highlights:

-One on one time with a retired civil engineer from Wolverhampton, England (where I just was in January).

-A free Rockies game with $25 in concessions credit.

-Seeing U2 not once, but TWICE, and getting paid to do it!!!

(a) Friday night, U2 gave a full dress rehearsal for the private jet company that supplies their jets and Special Olympic kids. I worked coordinating transportation for the jet company (and inadvertently got recruited to help coordinate for Broncos player Tim Tebow as well). In-between, I got to see all but the encore of U2's dress rehearsal with just a few hundred others.

(b) Saturday, I gave a city tour for a group of Venezuelans who had flown in for the U2 show. Actually, my translator was quite confident that he knew everything so I just let him give the tour and sat back waiting for questions he couldn't answer and telling the bus driver where to turn.

Afterwards, we went to Cherry Creek Mall where they shopped and I got paid to read a book, have lunch with Randy, and shop around myself. In the evening, we were given suite tickets to the U2 show to escort them to their seats and invited to join them there. Because of this, I gave Randy my ticket, which turned out to be just three rows outside the suite window. I spent the show hanging out with him, my co-workers, and back and forth to the suite to check on the group and grab a soda.

-Getting fed fantastic Italian food at Venice Restaurant, not once, or twice, but three nights in a row. Not every restaurant I do "dine-arounds" with is able to feed me so often I sit in a fancy restaurant in a dorky polo shirt sipping water because I cannot even afford a side salad in places like these! The assistant manager at Venice insisted on feeding me every course every night...calamari, bruschetta, bread, salad, pasta or salmon, tiramisu. Mmmmmm. And somehow, miraculously, I lost 5 pounds!!!

This was an especially good week, but often I find myself getting paid to mostly people-watch in the airport alongside my co-workers who are generally interesting and really fun, hanging out a museum, meeting people from all over the world, and learning more about Denver. It's really tough to beat.

So, with a few days off, I've sent out several invoices, and all there is left is to get paid and gear up for the next wave of conferences, meetings, events, and tourists. What's not to love?