Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, slaving away for the Man, making hay for the ImEmTechCo, Inc, while the sun doth shine.
Lately, however, you are coming to the realization that perhaps you are trading your salad years for the mess of corporate pottage.
Yes, you have the roof over your head, and the organic food on your table, but you are finding that reporting in each morning for another spin on the hamster wheel is not as fulfilling as you had hoped it would be when you were hired, lo, these many years ago.
This is why you have lately been considering starting your own business. Either corporate consulting in your field or the cupcake bakery, although, frankly, you are worried that the cupcakes have peaked, which why the thoughts of mini-bundt cakes keeps swimming unbidden into your noggin.
Remember your friend Jilly, who left the very big-deal job as the lawyer to start her own quilting shop? It all happened the year after she won the second place ribbon at the state fair for her unorthodox triptych quilt depicting the life and works of Sir William Blackstone.
Next thing you know, she had sent in her notice, cashed out part of her retirement, and opened the “Gilded Needle Quilt Shoppe” in the converted Victorian two blocks up from Main Street in this twee little town filled with antique stores.
And now, five hard years later, she works mostly as the public defender, and has almost entirely given up the quilting.
You know, maybe the problem is that it is summer time and you are stuck indoors. Maybe you need to think about the flippy-fun, summery wedge sandals with the cork soles.