It’s funny, that saying “working for the weekend.” Because when you think about it, it implies that you’re just going through the motions, pushing paper, you know, just so you can get to the weekend and relax.
I never want to get to a point like that in life, where I hate my job to the point where I just want the weekend to get here like, yesterday.
The ironic part is that I actually do work for the weekends. While I work a full-time job M-F (which I love, btw), I also work a weekend job that just fills my heart to the brim and then some.
And, then I am reminded of that fabulous quote I live by:
Let what you love be what you do.