It's true. I really do love my job. I love writing. I love researching information that clients want. I enjoy the challenge of finding a way to say the things clients want said in just the right way.
I have the best job in the world.
And yet.... there are days when I would happily strangle some clients. I'd happily strangle other writers. I'd happily throw rocks at people who tell me that I sit at home and do nothing all day except "play" on the Internet.
But those days are the exception.
The majority of the time, I spend my days doing what I love best. I write. I wake up, take my daughter to school, take the dog for a run, go to the gym, shower - and then sit down to write for the rest of the day in one solid block of uninterupted writing flow.
Some days I might write about things I don't particularly enjoy. Clients order the weirdest things sometimes. So I remind myself that the privilege of sitting at home, getting to enjoy my lifestyle is worth the annoyance of painful topics.
And then there are days like today, where I get to write about topics I truly love and enjoy for hours on end. No interuptions. No annoyances. Just the pure bliss of writing fun stuff until it was time to pick up my daughter from my mother's place at dinner time.
I'm grateful that I don't have to fight with traffic every day to commute to the city. I'm grateful that I get to spend precious time with my daughter. I'm ecstatic that I get to earn more money sitting at home than I could earn working at the bank. I'm so very happy that I get to do what I love most all day, and I'm seriously thrilled that I have the opportunity to live my life feeling free, rather than feeling shackled to a j.o.b.
So - if I said so lately, I feel that I should remind you (in case you forgot)....
Have I told you lately how much I love my job?
I really do