Speedy Vermin.

Wake up. COFFEE. Drive. Work. Lunch. Drive. Work out. Chores. Dinner. Stay up late reading and watching movies. Repeat. 

I don't know if I ever truly considered the meaning of the term "rat race" until I found myself in it. Now, I am a racing rat. A speedy vermin.  Not working a lot, but working. And getting paid. And paying money where it's due. And then needing more money to keep the hamster wheel turning, which means I'm right back where I started Monday morning!

Now I don't dislike my job, that's not it at all.  And I know that one day I will make enough that I will be far enough ahead that my place in the rat race will be much smaller. I'll be part time racing rat and part time cheerleader rat, cheering on my fellow rats to the finish line. While the government sits there in their labcoats and watches us race around the little Paycheck/401K/Morgage/Company shares/Insurance Policies/Home owning/Tax paying maze track that they've set up for us. Then we get to the end and they let us sit and get fat off of our retierment cheese and they tweak the race for the next generation. That is just not a very exciting concept.

So how do we respond? Very simply: We do not make our work our life.  We wake up, go to work, clock in, spend the day doing whatever task we we've chosen to spend 20-40 hours a week doing, clock out, come home, and find fulfillment there instead of at work. Cook, read, play music, plan out the weekend -and then spend the weekend enjoying yourself in any way you please, knowing damn well that you've earned your weekend.

Not to say that work can't be enjoyable. People who choose careers that are perfect for them, is fantastic! Singers, Artists, Doctors, Teachers, Policemen, Fire Fighters, Tax Professionals, whatever they choose. The people that really do enjoy their job, have a very nice exhistance.  And for that I applaud them!  I enjoy my job, but I enjoy my off time much more. It gives me a chance to explore my interests, see my friends, and spend time with my hunny. And write of course. And who knows, maybe someday I'll become a published author, and then I can truly say that I love my work! I shall pray, and we shall see. But in the meantime, carry on my fellow rat racers!

Love,
Alice