Monday is the most dreaded day of the work week.
Many mope around on Sunday afternoon, anticipating what the next day will bring.
For me, it was the Sunday “blues”.
Monday blends in with every other day of the week, and even though it has a bad rap, it is just like any other day in my life of debauchery.
What’s it like, to have a job for 50 years?
It becomes one’s identity… and an addiction.
A love/hate relationship, but a necessary fact of life, especially if you have the desire and ambition to create a better life for your loved ones.
When is it enough?
Some say they will never retire.
Some can’t wait to get out of the working world.
It becomes obvious that we have our limitations and need to move on, to another phase of our lives.
So goodbye working world.
Goodbye to the Sunday blues.
So long to dreaded Monday mornings.
Welcome to each and every day we wake up and have the freedom to enjoy our lives.
It’s been a long road.
Good times, bad times, but no regrets.
We do what we have to do to survive.
And when it ends, after all those years of working, I hope you choose to do what makes you happy.
Live, laugh and love.
You earned it.
It cannot get any better than this.