Why can’t every day feel like a holiday?
Why can’t every day have a $2 happy hour?
Why can’t every day - be a day spent at the beach?
I’m back at work. Am I happy about it? No.
On my commute into work this morning, I had an overwhelming urge to turn my car around and simply drive back home and go back to bed.
I was prepared to tempt fate. I doubt I would be fired for one day of truancy, but secretly hoped that I would be.
Of course, I would be devastated to be unemployed, but it might just be the kick in the pants I need to motivate me to do something else with my life. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t WANT it to happen but I’m just saying…if it did…it might not be such a bad thing.