Living a good life

As much as I like to complain about almost anything, I have to post at least once and awhile as a reminder that we live a pretty good life. Better than most. We have a home, good jobs (as frustrating and dull as they may be), wonderful dogs, and great friends and family. My biggest complaint as of late is the lack of time. Time to do all the great wonderful things I want to do. I want to take pictures, play with my dogs, hang with my husband, hang with my friends and even just with myself. I want time to read some good books and learn about stuff that I want to learn, not want my job wants me to learn. Sometimes, time is not on my side. Every year that I get older, time becomes more and more limited and precious. That I have to spend at least one third of my week at the office, and that the work gets me down, because I think it is hampering my creativity. I'm stuck in that common conundrum in which my work allows me the funds to be able to do those fun things that I want to do, but it is a trade off because it limits my time.

As I struggle right now about what I want to do and what I need to sacrifice, I have to remind myself, that overall, I'm better off than most.

I mean, look at the love and affection I get:














The sweetness:



























Look at the great relationship that I have:
















And all the beauty around me.














Life is pretty good.
Now I just need to find the time....maybe it's hanging out in my closet.

I don't work for free!

So tomorrow is February 29th. Does everyone know what this is???? It's a leap year, meaning that every four years we get an extra day. So I started thinking about it at work, because lets face it, I would rather think about stuff like that than do some powerpoint presentation. So back to the point. As I was thinking, I realized that at work, my pay schedule is based on a 365 day year. Well....this year has 366 days. So do you know what that means???? My company and all companies out there that base their pay periods on a 365 day year are getting a free day of work our of their slaves. Well I'm not gonna have that, so I'm staying home tomorrow. I don't work for free, not me, no way, forget it. So maybe I told my boss I was going to take a PTO day, but also maybe, I forgot to put it into that kickass PTO database we are suppose to use, that just so happens to break and totally eff up all the time. Thus, I don't work for free and I'm not using my valuable, sanity inducing vacation time. Unless of course they ask, well then, I'll just say I forgot and will add it. This chick does not work for free. So take Friday off people, call in sick, do something, but no more will that corporate machine steal a day from me every 4 years. As I like to say, they can suck it.