The Dream

As I was getting ready this morning, I had a thought...

I really hate going to work.

Really original, right?  And I kept thinking about what it would take for me to not go to work anymore.  Here is my list:

1.  The rink could burn down.  But then I'd just be out of a job and STRESSED!

2.  I could win the lottery.  Of course I'd have to play the lottery for this to happen.

3.  I can finish my book, work on getting it published, and create a new life with a different focus.

Note that I am not looking to get filthy rich doing this.  I'd simply love to be able to quit my day job at some point.  If I happen to get filthy rich writing, well, that would be the same as winning the lottery.

Probably the same odds too.

So then next time you hear me sigh or complain that I don't have time to write, remind me of this dream.

Remind me that it's all I've wanted for over twenty years.

And remind me that I can do it, because I tend to focus on the odds of it ever happening.

Happy Tuesday!