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8/02/2008

honey do this

I like honey dew. I don't particularly care for "honey, do ..." But, that's life, I guess. I'm getting to the point where the things I WANT to do (paint, write, paint some more, take pictures, paint) are becoming more attractive to me than the work I LOVE to do. I DO love my job. So much, it isn't even work. But it's becoming something that consumes more time than I feel willing to give it. Or rather, the things I want to do in addition to work are not getting the time I would like them to have. What to do, what to do, what to do, do, do?

It's the pain drugs. It's got to be.

Those readers who commented yesterday seem to support the idea of keeping The Kid's story going. I have a general idea of what I want to do, but nothing firmly fixed in my mind, yet. One day a week, Thursday, I think, maybe, I'll publish an episode from his life. I'll try to make each story as stand alone as possible, but given that everybody already knows how his story is going to end, I don't suppose there's really going to be a lot of suspense building from week to week.

So, if things go according to plan, you'll be reading "Two Years Earlier" this coming Thursday. We'll see what happens.

12 comments:

Mike said...

Lou,
I retired because I thought my interests would be enough to keep me occupied. And they did. But I am an accomplishment driven guy so it is not enough for me. That is the type of question you have to ask yourself. As for me, I am going back to work.

warriorwoman said...

Oh, there's so much you could do with The Kid, going backwards in time. So many possibilities.......

It's the kind of challenge that would keep me alive.

I hope you have fun with it. And I suspect it won't pose much of a difficulity for you.

Rebecca said...

I'm so glad you love your job. I like my job, but I don't know that I'll ever be the sort who WANTS to work. I work because I have to. You know?

Tash said...

Luckily I love my colleagues... that helps. But I definitely know about work consumin my time - I begrudge it.

Writing last night and it's cause of you. Need alot of tweaking. Somehow I have lost the ability to think - words fail me so I grab anything that can serve as a substitute. Not good. Tweaking tweaking.

Bring on the Kid

Shadow said...

mmm, just had some honeydew melon for lunch...

Alice said...

I think the answer to your problem is to take more pain drugs. And then go paint.

How are you feeling today?

the planet of janet said...

i like my job. i hate where i do it.

that pretty much sucks.

so ... how fortunate for you that you love yours.

Hyphen Mama said...

I SO wish I knew what 'job' I could hold that I would LOVE. I'm positive it would have to be working for myself. But would it be working with numbers? Working with people? I only wish I knew.

I hope your pain is getting better. Well, not that good pain meds aren't a fun little vacation.

Eric S. said...

I do know what you mean about work getting in the way of want too's. I struggle with this every day. Unfortunately for me I don't particularly care for my current job.

Do continue with the Kid, there will be plenty of suspense even though we know the end. We don't know the beginning.

Kelley said...

There are very few people on this earth that can truly say they love their job.

I tolerate mine. A means to an end. I would much rather be sleeping. Or shopping for shoes.

Theresa said...

I started reading ''The Seat of the Soul'' this morning. There was a line in it:

''When we work to take instead of to give, we labour without reverence''.

It really struck me. This post brought it back.

Manager Mom said...

At least you love your job...but I feel the way you do about wishing I had time to dedicate to the things I truly love.

too bad I blew my chance to marry a rich Arab sheikh. I'd be a GREAT rich person.