Work = Fun?

Of course it doesn’t. Back when I was young and naive, I had this stupid notion that work should in some way be fulfilling- that it wasn’t right to end the day tired, grumpy, resentful of the lost time and mildly postal. For a brief while at The Gas I managed this, but then I bought into the idea that earning more could only be a good thing. I’m still paying for that. Now that I know I want to downshift and swap the stress for time and personal achievement, I can’t because of all the money I lost and the debts I ran up in the last two years.