“Cursed is the ground because of you;
In toil you will eat of it
All the days of your life.
Both thorns and thistles it shall grow for you;
And you will eat the plants of the field;
By the sweat of your face
You will eat bread,
Till you return to the ground,
Because from it you were taken;
For you are dust,
And to dust you shall return.”
I was just on holidays for 3 weeks. I stayed home for that whole time and here was my accomplishments:
- attended 2 weddings in that time
- yard work/inside minor repairs
- hooked up Xbox 360 live
- played a lot of video games
- read a few chapters of books here and there
- watched a lot of tv/movies
- drank every weekend with people celebrating something
- Made some BBQ now and then
- Wrote a few blogs and commented on others
Basically, I suck. I mean it…3 weeks of that and I feel very ‘worthless’.
As much as Adam having to work the ground was a ‘curse’ – work does not seem to be a curse in and of itself. I am back at work today and man do I feel rejuvenated and meaningful again – like I have something to do and there is a damn good reason for it. I feel needed and wanted oddly enough. I feel more alive in a few hours than I did in almost anytime of that 3 week stint.
I like fun – but 3 weeks of fun do not make one feel fulfilled – that is for sure. Work provdes meaning to one’s life – it gives one ‘something to do’. I enjoy my job – so this makes it easy for me to be here – and as much as I yearned for those holidays – I am glad they are over.