one day more

Way too excited to sleep.  

The dreaded BEFORE 

The wonderful AFTER!

It’s amazing what a little hard work will do. 

Then you wonder how you ever 

Tolerated the conditions  BEFORE. 

Going through my old pictures 

Making room for the 

Grand Canyon pictures to come. 

My Little Love Dove

Pulling my hair and 

Getting my nose. 

I didn’t delete any of her pictures. 

They’re safe in the cloud forever. 

Kinda like her. 

A blissfully perfect day. 

Two days more. 

One day more. 

Depends on if you count Today. 

All I know is that

I’m driving outta here on 

Tuesday morning. 

I realized the reason 

I’m so uncomfortable 

At my other case. 

The one I quit. 

I don’t like it. 

So getting paid to do something I don’t like

Is against my standards. 

I want to enjoy my job. 

I spent 48 hours a week

At that case. 

I better at least like it a little. 

I can finally answer the question 

“Would you take a job 

where you get paid to 

Sit in a chair for 12 hours?”

No. No I would not. 

I would hate myself 

and the money I might have earned 

would (finally) be too expensive. 

I’d rather take a reasonable cut in pay,

And enjoy my work. 

Go where you are appreciated. 

Or at least go where you 

Appreciate yourself.