I am not a masochist

Really, I'm not. So WHY OH WHY do I get up each morning and walk myself to my torture chamber? Why don't I just NOT do it?

I wondered this aloud to El Hombre this morning after receiving an email at 5:30 am, and phone call at 6:30 am, asking me to urgently review documents (for a matter that is not urgent at all), then prepare for all-day meetings to begin at 11 am, and prepare to spend all-nighters at the office, at least for the first half of the week.

Would you voluntarily enter a torture chamber each day? No, and rationally I think I wouldn't either. And yet here I am at the office.