Working at the yarn store was just a blessing, the blessing of all blessings, so much more fun than anything I had ever done, will ever do or could even dream of doing again but still it was a very one sided way to live.
I have always known that no matter what I do, I want to live in the country, so when we bought the farm a year ago, I knew that certain things would happen. I needed to build barns and fences and plant trees and hay. These things cost money. A lot of money. I knew that I would have to find a full time job.
I did not want it to be at the store. It would have taken all that I loved and turned it into a job. I knew office work would be it. But this time round, temp or not, I am making sure that I find a better balance of working and living.
I have my priorities straight. I intend to eat my pumpkin pie before my dinner and intend to knit several hours before I go to work.
Chores? They will happen, when they happen. I have yet to see the dishes running away with the spoon.
Which always takes me to think of this.
I've never had to wonder about why I like the little things. If I could have picked, I would have chosen that 'bigger chair for 2 more to curl up in.'