>The Job that Pays the Bills

>Yeah, I have a day job that allows for my night job (writing). Here’s a picture of the place I spend 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Like my sign? My sister bought that. She said she saw it and thought, “Only Deb would think that was hilarious.” (In case you can’t read it, it says “What if the Hokey Pokey is what it’s all about?”

Also notice all the coffee cups? I seem to accumulate them at an alarming rate. Not sure why I’m showing this except to point out that sometimes we do things we don’t want to do so we can do the stuff we DO want. I’m sure selling signs and doing financials is very satisfying to some people; to me, it’s a job. The people are mostly nice, and the work is mostly interesting. But all in all, I’d rather be at home in my pj’s writing…

Fortunately, the weekend is coming. I predict marathon writing…


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