I haven't written anything in a while because my work was occupying too much of my time. Anyways. I have been realizing lately how much I enjoy pulling weeds, mowing the lawn, pruning bushes, admiring my vegetable garden. And how much I don't like reporting status on Tuesdays, office politics, managing projects, working in a too cold office where windows are sealed shut, being forced to work hours prescribed by the employee manual, having to adhere to no denim - only business casual dress code. I keep creating these rough drafts of my perfect life in my head. Rough draft number one : I own a bakery where I work like crazy seven days a week and I am enveloped in freshly baked bread aroma bliss with a smile permanently affixed on my face. (I have heard that a bread bakers day starts in the wee hours of the morning - that doesnt discourage me. I am reading a book called Amy's Bread and loving her life, even though it is crazy busy ) Rough draft number two: I own a vineyard (I...
It is never too late to be what you might have been.