Well, my Sunday night "not lookin' forward to Monday" feeling was justified. Work crisis kept me in the office til 10:15 pm tonight. That does not happen often, but when it does... Got a cab home and ate dinner at 10:50 pm. Gotta get to sleep pretty soon so I can get up at 6:45 am. Later this week, a two day business trip, with a long flight.
Thanks for the reminder Medved! I hated Sunday nights all of my life because of what was always coming on Monday. In most cases, it wasn't something specifically awful, but I knew I was back to renting my life away to someone else. The worse was the Sunday before a Monday of an overseas trip to fix some sort of debacle when I was still w*rking. BTW, I also hated the sound of the 60 Minutes stopwatch for as long as I can remember.
Now, we've been FIRED for almost 2 years and I love Sundays, especially during the summer. We get to hang out with our boating friends until "whenever" Sunday night without Mon. morning consequences. Also, Sunday night heralds the beginning of the "w*rk week", so we know we'll have the big lake and the trails all to ourselves, even in good weather! Live is good
I'm beginning to believe that I was born to live this dream life. In fact, I fantasized about something like this since I was a young kid, but I just didn't know what it was called or how to get there. I'm blessed and very thankful for FIRE!
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