it’s my job

Everyday I leave our house for my job. Often takes some walking to get there. My wife will tell me most days to not forget. So I go. Often I will sit and patiently work over coffee and maybe a donut or fresh bread.

Today I walked the longer way to reach work. It’s a beautiful morning out now so I take advantage of it.

work beverage

Now I can sit and read a bit. Think a bit. Try not overthinking. Sit in small coffee shop with AC. Enjoy what it is I do.

My wife insists that my life is not burdened with actual stuff as much as possible. She gives me stuff to do. I do my own laundry. Often wash the dishes.

So I just go. Like today. I figure someone has to do all this so I might as well.

Thanks honey. Love you. I know I’m a lazy barang. She just smiles and kisses me and off I go.

To my job.