While reflecting on the past few years I posed a questions to myself and discovered that I had lost the love for my job. Why do I work, and more importantly why do I work a job that I don’t like? Life seems too short and I figure it’s high time I go find myself a new vocation. That just leads to more questions like what job would I like.

My primary question to myself was why I even work at all. The picture I always have in my head when I’m slaving away is the thought of my kids gather happily around the christmas wreath. That’s the image that get’s me out of bed in the morning. The world of business is stressful and people work hard with nothing but a paycheck to look forward to.

Second, I figured I should think of stuff I do enjoy doing. I like fishing! I could be a fisherman? No that doesn’t sound as fun as the fishing I do. Something else I like is helping with my daughters softball team. Maybe I could be a teacher. I actually probably would like that, but the idea of going back to school for two more years, at my age, just doesn’t seem worth it.

No I guess when I really think about it I’m stuck in my job for a few more years. I’m close enough to retirement that I can taste it. My jobs not that bad anyway. It’s working my way up the corporate ladder that bothers me. There, that’s my solution! I’ll relax and let the world go by. Stop bringing work home with me, and stop checking my email before bed. My boss can’t can me. My severance package alone would take me past my planned retirement.

Maybe this year I’ll just slack off, hang a christmas wreath wreath with the kids, and make some real memories. Now I have something major to think about. A merry Christmas, and a new years resolution to do less work. That’s one I may actually keep.