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natural transformation

The mugginess of the past few days finally gave birth to rain while I slept. It had been forecast for days and a few drops fell now and then outside my window when I woke this afternoon. I opened the porch door to let some air inside the house and decided that I needed to eat.

Sitting down in front of the television in a tee shirt and boxers, I ate a leftover portion of a submarine sandwich. For some reason my meal seemed humble when compared to the stuffed quail that was being prepared on the cooking program that I was watching on television. Even my dessert of Girl Scout Thin Mint cookies didn't quite measure up to the peaches marinated in wine that they served with the quail.

Maybe I am mistaken in my thinking, but I feel sad for people who invest so much of themselves in their jobs. Yes, I admit that having a job that you like makes life easier, but a person has to have other interests outside of their job. I personally don't expect everything from a job. Oh, I hope to learn something every so often, but I know that routine is what business prefers and quite often gives their employees. I might even go so far as to say that business likes to have trained monkeys for workers despite anything that they might preach to the contrary.

I guess what I am saying is that I am not looking for the perfect job anymore, because I doubt that such a thing exists. What sparked this line of thought was a recent conversation with a coworker who is almost a decade younger than I am. Every so often he will subtly tell me of how much he is learning and where he will be in the company a year from now. I suppose all of this is great for him, but I just don't share his enthusiasm. I freely admit that I am not the most aggressive climber in a company and I have real problems with being an eager beaver so to speak.

Part of my attitude comes from the belief that most business is a farce. Over a decade's worth of management and office politics has made me very jaded. I certainly do not see myself as apathetic. I just know that I can rely on myself to learn new things and don't see my job as the focus of my life. Generally I see work as a way of paying the bills.

I am sure that someone could argue that there is nothing better than being paid to do something that you enjoy, but I have yet to hold a job with that meets this description. For the moment my job is okay and I don't see that as a problem. I have other things on my mind and I don't need to be stressing about my job. Maybe in a few weeks I will start to complain again, but for now I have to focus my energy elsewhere.

Even though I slept through most of the stormy weather, I welcomed the rain. People like to think of spring as an endless string of warm and sunny days, but I live for the thunderstorms. I'm not saying this in a negative way either. We need the strong rain to wash away the debris left by winter to start the transition from brown to green.

 
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