Loving work

I have a few friends at the moment who seem to love their work. I am really happy for them. Really.

I also have jealous tendencies. I like my work. It has its positive aspects. It has its shortcomings.

For now, for this season, for me, work is work. I am grateful that I work 5-minutes-biking distance from my house. I am glad my work uses several of my acquired and intrinsic skills. I am glad I get paid to do my work. I am glad I get on well with several of my co-workers.

I am not sure this job is the be-all and end-all of my working life. But for now, I choose to be content with what I have been given. I choose to be grateful.