I’d like to think that this was posted especially for me, as it went up on line 11 minutes before my interview:
I really sincerely hope that things WILL be great. Because this is one giant basket, with a LOT of eggs in it. Pretty eggs. But eggs none-the-less.
Oh optimism, wherefore art thou now?
… and this was my prayer.
I am adultily employed, and this does NOT mean of the XXX variety.
Thanks life, you are good to me when I ask you to be.
I`m quite serious. The real pictures will come soon and I`ll update this post.
Today I made something that looked something like this:
look something more like this:
I also picked up all the branches that fell off the trees in the wind storm.
I also helped build a stone wall and some stairs.
How was your 9-5?
Even though I was face to face with this all day;
I still love being a landscape contractor.
How many people get to be lost in their thoughts all day, playing in the dirt, tromping around in a banana yellow rain coat and awesome rubber boots, dreaming about how they can possibly incorporate poop into another blog post?
How was your 9-5?
