Not at all. But I wanted to take it home. Then somebody else bought it. And over the weekend I forgot all about my desk. Zilch.
It feels so strange to be at home on a Monday. Knowing that there are no responsibilities waiting for me on my office desk. Because there is no more office desk. And there is no more office.
I guess calling in sick in order to stay at home on a Monday is different than being unemployed and staying at home on a Monday. The first is just a wee bit more naughty, hence, fun.
This is the first time I've been unemployed in 10 years. It's soo relaxing and yet there's a force within that's urging me to do something productive. And I thought I already wanted to retire and do nothing.
I guess calling in sick in order to stay at home on a Monday is different than being unemployed and staying at home on a Monday. The first is just a wee bit more naughty, hence, fun.
This is the first time I've been unemployed in 10 years. It's soo relaxing and yet there's a force within that's urging me to do something productive. And I thought I already wanted to retire and do nothing.
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