“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life,”
Confucius
Actually, I believe that Confucius wasn’t exactly correct (Yes, I’m correcting Confucius). I don't think one chooses the job, as much as the job chooses you.
Anyways…If what Confucius said is (partially) true, I'll never work another day in my life after August 1st, 2022. That's right my friends, it's the time for...
136 days...
Excuses like, I’m tired. Distractions, excuses, deduces, adduces, misuses (and whatever else rhymes). Whether it’s, work related (my secret identity as a mild mannered fueler), being tired (caused by being a Fueler that starts work at 3am) or food (purchased by a guy who is a fueler, that starts work at 3am and does not have the time (i.e., energy) to prepare and partake nutritious food to bring to work at 3am. It’s a rut that I need to get out of, in order to get on that train, August 1st. The train is leaving and I will be on it..
Another part of my problem (i.e., being artistically inactive) is that although my brain is drawing pictures (there’s so many ideas floating around, it's giving me a headache) the body doesn't want to cooperate. So I will need to fix this issue as well. Thanks to my youngest son (who’s very persistent at reminding me what I need to accomplish) I took the first step towards health redemption last Sunday. I dragged my butt off the cozy burgundy sofa chair and followed him up the hill. Yes, I went hiking. Here’s some photos to prove it, in case you had your doubts (as did I).
Before I end this blog, you probably want to know what’s happening August 1st? Stay tuned and you might just find out.
Michael
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