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  • ....for the weekend? Loverboy
    ....hard for the money? Donna Summer
    ....and workin', I got a long way to go? Dion
    ....on a chain gang? Sam Cooke a coal mine? Devo
    ....all the time? Otis Rush's blues? Leo Sayer, I guess that's what I am? Rush

    There are times I do not know why I do the work I do. There are the practical and necessary reasons: to pay the bills, to buy stuff I need, to buy stuff I want, to put gas in the car, to have phone and internet service. But what do I get out of it besides a paycheck? Is that the only reason why I work?

    While I'm sure I'd be darling at being a millionaire, I can't imagine a life of only leisure. Not having something meaningful to do seems wrong somehow. I would have to volunteer or get involved with something if I were independently wealthy. I could hang around the house and shop for only so long until I was bored stiff of it. I think perhaps I could last about a month. No more.

    I do know that when the work I am doing does not seem to be good or helpful or purposeful, I am extremely unhappy. I must feel like I am contributing in a way that benefits others. I also need to feel like I can be creative as I do the work.

    I daydream of having my own little business. I have ideas that I think are actually marketable and are not being done by every other seller on Etsy (no offense intended since I am an Etsyaholic). But I've worked "for the man" with very few exceptions (when I was in school) since I was 15 years old. The thought of just walking away from my job, benefits, and (pseudo) security to start my own venture is too scary. In a paralyzing kind of way. I'm terrified I couldn't pay the bills or someone in the family would get really sick or my brilliant ideas aren't really that brilliant. So, I keep my day job and keep on keepin' on.

    Then there is the idea of retirement. I do not see it in my future. Simply because I cannot imagine NOT working. What the heck would I do? Retirement seems like starting over. Up-ending my life. Working out a new lifestyle. Figuring out a new budget. That just doesn't sound very attractive. It makes me tired, actually, to just think about a change that huge.

    I will say the only thing about working that I would really like is, more vacation time. Let's be like the French and give everyone - from the lowest rung to the top of the penthouse - 5 weeks of paid vacation each year. Who's with me?
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