The Beautiful Thing about Working

The most beautiful, wonderful, extravagently fabulous thing about working is when you get off early.  It is.  I've done some scientific studies, and the results were completely unanimous.  I mean, its easy to get unanimous results when you only ask one person, and the person I asked is the scientific sort, so...  I feel my results are legitimate and conclusive.

Who did I ask?

Oh, that'd be me.  I said to myself, "Self, what is the best thing about working?" and then I answered, "Oh, you silly girl, you know that its when you get out of work early!"

And that pretty much sealed the deal.

As you may have guessed, I got out of work early on Friday.  I sat in on a distance learning course, and not only did they feed me (and well, too, I might add) but since it went through lunch, I racked up 5 hours that I had to take off so that it wouldn't count as overtime.  Poor me, I know.  Sometimes, life is just that hard.  So I cut out early on Friday, and an hour or so later, I found myself at the lake with some friends and our two dogs.  It was loverly.

Old Dukas, Earl of Dukes, seems to have recovered quite nicely from his header earlier in the week.  He's even learned some new skills, such as...




Dock Jumping

Dock Resting

And my own personal favorite...

How to Float (or tread water, or stand like a man, whatever you want to call it.)

He's not treading water, he's not swimming.
He's just standing out there in the four-foot water, chillin'.

Like he owns the place.

I look at him, and all I can think is, You've come a long way, baby!

 

Here's hoping for a wonderful weekend for you all!

Sweating in the Summer like God intended,

TFW