


The other morning the guy I’m married to (who I sometimes still accidentally refer to as my boyfriend, even though we’ve been married for coming on nine years) was playing banjo, as he often does in the mornings.
“You know,” he said, “I wish I could just keep doing this all day instead of going to work.”
“ALL day?”
“Yeah.”
He’s a very good banjo player, so the prospect of him playing all day is not nearly as frightening as it would be if he were just your run of the mill player. The banjo played only adequately can become quite grating.
But anyway, he this got me thinking about what things I love doing so much that I’d like to do them all day:
To tie this back to yesterday’s post, it turns out that the things I love to do are central parts of what I do for a living. This is a great thing (and not entirely accidental). I always tell my students that no amount of money will make up for not liking what you do for a living. Loving your job--getting up in the morning excited about what’s ahead of you--is one of the greatest boosts you can give your quality of life.
Now, granted, there are some days that my job seems to consist of equal parts responding to emails and attending meetings--two of my non-favorite things--but on the whole, I find that I’m getting paid to do things I’d like to be doing all day anyway.
| Kenneth Burns | I hope you're right about
Posted Tue, 12/11/2007 - 10:58
I hope you're right about the money. I keep thinking I shoulda gone for the big bucks.
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| Alison | Yeah, there are definitely
Posted Wed, 12/12/2007 - 15:57
Yeah, there are definitely days when I look at my younger brother, who--with only a BS--is a computer programmer making loads of money, and I think, "I'm in the wrong field."
But then the winter break comes around, and I realize I have a pretty great job.
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