There’s plenty of things about my job to be grateful for: it pays pretty well, it’s a fifteen minute walk from my house, so I walk to work almost every day, rain or shine, which is good for my incredible body. Particularly when Mr. Sun is up and about. The people I work with can be fun, too. My team and I have a weekly status meeting (called Story Time) where the final item on the standard agenda is Books & Movies, which leads to some interesting discussions.

I think the main thing to be grateful for, though, is that my days would be so empty if I didn’t have to get up every weekday and go to work for 8 hours. I would have to fill my time with pointless activities, like, I don’t know what! Writing another novel, or recovering my hard-won ability to draw, or learning to play a musical instrument (some day I vow I will learn to control a piano–I will!).

I might even have to resort to just lying naked on a beach somewhere letting Mr. Sun bake my incredible body.

Thank goodness I have a job!