I wish I could tell you that today I am sitting at home. My feet raised, while relaxing in my favorite reclining chair. Unfortunately I would be telling you a lie. So imagine now that I am in a dank, dark drab looking room. It is late three in the morning. I am typing, I sit straight up and type. Yep I am at work. The middle of the night or morning if you will.
This job is the one that pays the bills. God knows I am waiting for the writing to pay. Then maybe by the universes grace I can stop working in this field.
Currently it is about 88 degrees and humid. We are in Arizona, and no one thinks of humidity with Arizona. This year we have a lot of humidity. We had ran for three days now we are drying out.
What a grand morning I hope today will be. I am off work for four days. Yippy. May not be a dictionary word. But it is one that works for me. I will wait to tell you what I do for a living. The knowledge might leave you speechless.
There are toads outside croaking for mates right now. If you rung a cat that is what I think they sound like. A deeper pitch, but a cat. Perhaps even a sick cat. They can be heard through the stucco walls of this building. I am in the desert outside of Tucson. In Catalina Arizona.
I think this will be the only job I may actually enjoy in this field. If I had to do this any where else forget it.
I feel a little lost inside this morning just a bit tired and I would like to just go home and sleep.
Oh well better go enjoy the day for now.
Here is some advise, not a good idea to blog at work. Unless you are a writer. Bye for now:)
