365 Pink Feather Boas All in a Row - Day 19 : File If You Want To

Today was not a thrilling day but nor was it ghastly "run from your house, zombies have broken in" kind of horrible either...

I had plenty of work to do - and really who doesn't love to be worked to the bone till your knuckles bleed, and the lashes of the whip are etched deep into your calloused cubicle-facing back - which is frnakly far preferablwe to scrabbling for work to do. Even so, loathe as I am to complain about a job I actually enjoy for the most part - just to establish the level of enjoyment lest you think I am a few gourmet rolls short of a gastronome's picnic delight, it's nowhere near as enjoyable as eating Lindor Balls, touring Canada or cuddling my gorgeous guy but more enjoyable than waterboarding or repeated of any Neighbours episodes, new or old - I had to do lots and lots of filing to do, with more awaiting tomorrow.

It's satisfying in so far as you can get a sense you have accomplished something but what exactly? I don't really want to spill existential angst all over your sunny day but it makes me wonder if I couldn't have done more with my life.... but that only lasts for a little while because while I could have done, and plan to do more with my career, I am blessed beyond belief in the rest of my life with loving partner, caring fabulous family, wonderful friends, great housemate, and a partridge in a pear tree....no wait, that's only at Christmas!

But you get the drift.....