Why is it that my enjoyment of a job is inversely proportional to the amount I get paid? I love my unpaid volunteer "job," and I really enjoy my new career as a convenience store clerk, for which I am paid a pittance. On the other hand, jobs that I have had that pay over $100K per year I've hated. I think it's because I enjoy an ongoing, superficial, interaction with the public in my workplace. I would have made a wonderful flight attendant (wouldn't that be a perfect job for someone with a restless nature?). Unfortunately, I became an accountant. Possibly the world's most boring job. Even at management level, working with the movers and shakers, how many budgets with cutbacks can one guy produce?
Winterizing the trailer
It's that time of year. I've got to buy antifreeze for the plumbing lines today. I'll drain the water out of all the pipes in the next couple of days. Bye bye camping.
Today's gratitude:
I'm grateful to live in one of the most beautiful cities in Canada!
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