I worked 29 years straight full time for the Government; now retired to my forested hill country farm working it daily into my dream place.
It's –4 F here today, with a wind chill factor of –31 F. I'd say it's freezing, but it's well below that. I've never lived in a place so cold before.
I didn't get enough...
why did I agree to work on my weekend off? I can never just say no..
I'm always working on myself and the work is never-ending is anybody else feel like that? Should we love who we are right now??? And embrace all of it??