Working Man

I did not quit my job last weekend. Circumstances required me to decide whether retirement was at hand or to commit to working two more years. I discussed with Dix, took walks, channeled with Mom, wrote scenarios, washed the truck and car, sawed claim stakes and finally realized I love my job and what was I thinking? Today I look forward to Monday, to drinking coffee, B.S.ing with my cohorts, filing some mining claims, listening to Rush, marketing a property, getting a flu shot, and stoking a fire under a bureaucrat. My job rocks! as the younger crowd says.