My husband has been "J" at work since January. All weekends have been removed, from the word "completely", half a day of Sunday can not be counted as a weekend. Added hours to the working day voluntarily and forcibly. They promised "it’s only until the end of March... maybe..."
I called him today from work, with tears in my voice, asking him to pick him up. He said he would be good, kind and kind. He will go to bed without caprices, eat cabbage and go to the village to cut wood.