Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Celsius to Fahrenheit

It's currently 33 degrees Celsius (91.4 Fahrenheit) in Katie's garden right now. I knew it was hot, but damn! We have just spent the afternoon chatting and reminiscing about our school days. Is that how you know you're getting old? You spend the afternoon with your friend reliving embarrassing/hilarious/painful moments of your youth? At 24 I'm getting started early!

This weather/day is the reason why I only work four days a week. My boss was pressuring me to up my hours from 30 to 37.5, and I was about to agree, but not anymore. I've decided I don't measure my wealth in money. I measure it in time, how many days a week do I have to enjoy the sunshine with old friends? How many hours in the day do I have to do what I want to do?

If I'm ever old and gray I don't want to have a bank full of money that I can't spend. I want to have a memory full of fun times that I can relive.

Priorities, people. Buses are unpredictable.

1 comment:

Nadia Norden said...

Dearest Auburn♥ Luv,
Oh yes, I fully agree to your conclusion.
I also work only part time, 32 hours a week, and that reaches, largely sufficient.
Moreover, since I became on June 24th a *Sweet little Sixty* I allow me to remember that in younger years I had to work full-time, 48 h a week, after that 45 h a week, and this during long years. In the GDR there was no unemployment.
As for now I agree to work somewhat, but my spare time is my life time: to enjoy my ♥♥Enissa♥♥, to live similar to your description. Let’s enjoy the summertime. I offer you the wonderful melody from ‘Porgy and Bess’ sung by Mica Paris: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UrBCOEjnBP8
Tenderly yours,