My family is evil. Mr. Lime is a teacher. He and the kids are rubbing it in that they have all week to lay around hibernating and that I have to go into work. Evil I say. It's taking some degree of effort not to exact retribution.
I just saw a headline and article synopsis on Yahoo! which stated if I am not excited to spend 40 hours a week with my co-workers it may be time to find a new job. Now wait just a damn minute. I like my coworkers, every single one of them. They are fine people. We are a good team. I feel like we do worthy work in helping folks overcome pain and regain health. This week I really don't want to spend with them though and even on a normal day I don't bounce out of bed singing about the delightful opportunity to spend an entire workday at my place of business. Excited is a very strong word. I'm grateful for my job. I like my bosses and coworkers. Excited? I dunno about that.
Speaking of my place of business, Diana found out yesterday I don't tolerate her attempting to pick an argument with me at the front desk. Very unwise....and quite the potential for some exciting action.
Speaking of excited, my mother-in-law thinks it would be exciting for me to spend the 5 vacation days I earn in February driving to and from Georgia to visit her. Really, I am beginning to think people don't understand the definition of "exciting."
Now THAT'S exciting.