From my person blog.
Three walls of an office cubicle.
That was my view Saturday after Saturday.
The only time I avoided it was when something special was going on. I’d have to take a vacation day, or swap with a co-worker.
Don’t get me wrong, I appreciated the times when I was able to be off on a weekend. But usually, the only times I could really enjoy a weekend was when I was on vacation or performing with Huntsville Ballet (my great escape).
Enjoying a normal weekend? That was something out of the question for the most part.
Because of the work hours I couldn’t really get consistently going back to church.
The past couple of weekends, I’ve realized how much I’ve missed.
I think sometimes when we work a regular Monday-Friday job, we take that time for granted.
Yesterday, I took a dance class in a very cramped Albuquerque studio. It…
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