Work whine! Last-day-of-vacation window shopping!

I've been off a glorious two weeks (and two days). It's been fabulous just kicking around and doing things or not, as I please. It would be lovely not to have to work for a living, wouldn't it? To just hang around and surf and read and write or just watch TV or go to movies OR WHATEVER. I like my job, but it would be sweet to hang around in a patch of sun with my cats all day - for a while, at least.

I tell my work buds that if I hit a huge lottery pot and could quit my job, I wouldn't do anything for at least a year. That *might* be an overstatement, but truly, I think I'd just slug around for at least a while. I wouldn't work for anyone else, not even part time, because I'd always want the opportunity to just kick it at home (or go shopping or whatever) whenever I felt like it. Or if I had the sniffles or cramps and felt too cranky to be around. Or I just plain didn't feel like working that day.

I probably sound like the laziest cow ever, but I think the four years spent in my Hell Job TM, sucked out more than my will to live - I think it also sucked out my will to knuckle under to The Man for any longer than absolutely necessary. With that said, tomorrow I head back to the so-called real world. Today I shop!

( Bags to wear whilst knuckling under to The Man. )

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