I work hard for my money, so hard for my money...........

Now that song will be in my head all day long. I tend to do that often, sometimes for days, repeating chorus' of songs in my head, sometimes outloud, either singing or humming. I am a hummer.

I got that from my Mother. My Hubs hates my humming. Oh Well!

Yesterday I was talking to a friend who was complaining about how difficult and unfair her job is.

As she went on about how bad it is, thoughts were running through my mind about how valuable her job is. She has the ability to help rehabilitate mentally and/or physically challenged youth. I remember how excited she was when she got that position. I know her work is hard, and what she does is very important, and I am sure, rewarding.

She wants to get a new job.

I tried to let her know that in our world, as it is right now, most people find their jobs frustrating, requiring more time, spent on more job functions, with the same, or less pay.

I think I pissed her off .

I also told her that there would be a line of people outside the door, thrilled to have her position.

I don't love my job.

My job is frustrating many days.

I think (doesn't everyone think the same) that I am underpaid.

I would love to have the option to work here just for fun (I do like where I work).

That is fine, but I am also thankful that I have a job.

I am thankful that I have to fight traffic to get there, (means I am employed)

I am thankful that it pays a decent wage.

If a job were loads of fun, it would be called FUN and not WORK.

Well, it's time for me to go to that place I spend 40+ hours a week at.

On the upside, it's not Monday!