Once in awhile I think what it would be like to not have to work. I'd wake up, same time as I do now, early. I'd do the same thing I do today, blog. Then afterward I'd have 9 to 10 hours a day to fill. I often fantasize that this would be wonderful, filled with writing, gardening, hanging out with friends, shopping and having the ability to put a bunch of days together that turn into traveling adventures.
Then I come back to reality...
Even when I have a day off from work, be it sick or an unplanned vacation day, I often don't know what to do with myself. I don't feel like "doing" the fantasies and wind up bored.
So off to work I go. Grateful that I like what I do for a living and in this economy grateful to be employed.