I had a big A-HA today. This evening, actually. You may have heard this one before. Are you ready? Ok here goes….drum roll please……ahem! I want to do work that I love. There. I said it. It’s so simple. Yet….so not! I have been doing this job that I really hate for a couple of years now, being paid extremely well, trying to be grateful for it, but to tell you the truth working in IT just doesn’t tickle my gonads like it used to. Even taking care of people, which I used to love, doesn’t do it for me any more. Could it be something as simple as burnout? Am I just being a spoiled American? I mean, people in third-world countries aren’t complaining about how unfulfilled they are with their work in the factory, sewing our clothes for twenty hours a day, are they? They just do it. They work their asses off, just so they can live in abject poverty, twelve to a room, not enough to eat, sleeping in shifts, never a day off, never enough, etc., etc., etc., and they would laugh! Laugh! At my complaints. You hate working eight hours per day? At a desk? Taking a break whenever you feel like it? For sixty five thousand dollars per year? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA they would call me a punkass bitch. I just know it. But anyway. I wish I could do something I loved to do. There. I said it twice. What that something might be, I don’t know. I just know that I used to get up in the morning and I was excited about what the day might hold. I want to get back to that. Even if I have to go back to college at this advanced age of mine. I have a lot of working years left and I don’t want to spend them being miserable at work. If I could get paid to write a blog I would have it made in the shade, dawg. But I’m just dreamin’ now. Anyhoo, catch ya later. Peaches.