So Greg and I have either picked up a stomach bug – or we have food poisoning from dinner yesterday. Either way, we are both home sick from work. Sucks financially, but not much you can do if you are both feeling like your stomachs are being ripped out.
So, of course, I belong to the NDO Club…
The No Days Off Club
So I’m home working on my music stuff – freaking out about the loss in finances, if everything is going to get done at work, and what kind of bull ish will I have tome to come back to tomorrow, you know the normal ish when you are sick and can’t work. We all go through the same shit.
But I’m sitting at home – confined to 5 feet from the bathroom, and I can’t help but to think to myself, dam, I wish this was my life…..
I wish I could wake up like I did this morning – but instead of driving to go punch in on a clock, I was walking outside to toss the ball with the little one so I can sit back and write for a little bit in peace. Come in, sit behind the computer, creative channels activated, songs written, music shared, followers followed, the social inner workings that makes me so incredibly happy. I wish this was what I could do full time. Writing blog posts, sharing recipes, writing music, talking about love, advice, friendship. Basically, my dream job.
But the only reason we are home today, and I got to have this kind of day is because we both have been alternating bathrooms schedules since last night due to some type of stomach ailment.
I hope that one day, this is what we do.
I mean I made it this far… who knows where this endless dedication will take me…
I Smell Cakes and Candy 