January 30, 2005
Anyway, I rather enjoy the peacefulness of my lunch break. Its a time where there is no one else in the house. There is no tv on in the background, or the roaring of cars from my son's Hot Wheels game on the other pc. Its just me and the humming of my fan from my pc.
Right there with her on that one. My day at the bank consists of a series of problems, frustrations, crises, & interruptions. Quite maddening, all.
Until that sacred lunch hour finally rolls around, and I lock up my cash, grab my jacket, and head out the door. For 60 precious minutes, my life belongs to me again. I hop in the car, drive to a quiet spot near a park, stop the car and breathe out the morning's tension. If the weather is nice, I'll head out to a picnic table, unfold my portable keyboard, hook it to my PDA and work on a blog entry. Followed by sitting in the car, catching a bit of Rush Limbaugh, eating a sandwich & taking a catnap before returning to work.
On weathery days, I'll do the writing part in the car, too.
Lunch time is an hour of me-time sanity in a day otherwise filled with jumping through other people's hoops.
Best time of the day there is.
With the exception of the time I spend with Beloved Wife, of course ;-)
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