The End Of Stomach Aches

I hope you're not like me, but do you ever have that ache in your stomach on Sunday evenings that only comes because you have to go to work on Monday? Seems like every Sunday I deal with this ache, this tinge in the pit of my stomach, but now I remember that I don't have to go into the office tomorrow. What a revelation. And it is a revelation, a shock every time I remember that I started this crazy thing, and I am in charge of it, and I eat what I kill. Then I get this huge rush of relief and I smile. So I think that means I am doing the right thing.

I should clarify that it wasn't that I didn't like my previous job, because I did. But there's something about having to drive the 20 miles into work, then having to be there all day whether I was busy or not, and having to stay there all day. That's the part that really got me. And I'm not trying to be lazy or a slacker, but for example, I don't have that much to do today, (because I worked all weekend - see, I told you I'm not lazy), so I rolled into the office at 9am. No one's mad, no one's disappointed, and I didn't miss anything. Plus, since we lost that hour in the time change yesterday, my body really thinks its 8am. See, I told you I'm not lazy.

NLJ