a sentence that passes the lips of working stiffs oh-so-rarely. the p.e. teacher said this very sentence today. it got me wondering why. shouldn't we be thankful for each new week? the opportunity to contribute to the good of society? to do something we love?
problem is, no matter how much we love our jobs, the majority of us love our leisure time more. as the bumper sticker goes, a bad day fishing is better than a good day working.
in alachua county, we had early dismissal on wednesdays. those short days broke up the week nicely. here in fairfax, that day is monday. starting off the week with a short monday makes friday afternoon more bearable. i can skimp on prep then, leave on time, and relax on the weekend. the rest of the week still seems to drag as i tend to live for the weekend.
if you are indeed fortunate enough to truly love your job and all the people you work with, consider yourself truly blessed. i need some career advice so that monday is just another day in the sequence instead of the highest number in my perpetual countdown to the weekend...