Everybody's Workin' for the Weekend

You have to be from the 80's to remember that great Loverboy song. Actually, I haven't been working for the weekend, but not working at all. I start back to work Monday. I have mixed emotions because it will be REALLY great to feel like I have a sense of purpose again, but yet it will feel weird after being gone for three weeks. When something is taken from you...the cliche is very appropriate "don't know what you've got til it's gone". Especially your paycheck, but seriously, when you finally find a job that you LOVE and it's not a chore to go to work and then we have this economical crisis and you get laid off, you start to appreciate work no matter if it's flipping burgers at McDonald's. I went to my Grandmother and Great Aunt's house yesterday. I love spending time with folks who have lived through the great depression. They appreciate EVERYTHING - and they are satisfied with very little. They don't have to have "everything" like this generation that we live in today. They are content in a small house that's paid for, a car that is paid for and generous to help people in need. I love them so much. I am going to strive to be more like them. I wish I wasn't such a Material Girl. (living in a material world) Although most would disagree I feel I've come a long way - I mean I don't know what it's like to do without something - but sort of- I mean, we haven't been on vacation in a couple of years. I don't buy EVERYTHING I want at the grocery store, and I have bundled my cell phone, cable and internet, isn't that a start??? So here's to the working class people- this week- I will be working for the weekend. Thank the LORD!