I really, really do.

Every now and then, when the kids are obnoxious or I can't spend another night with my girly because I really have to be prepared and rested for most days at work or when I get my alarmingly small paycheck I think to myself, "Why can't I just have some mindless job that pays well and I can sit in a cubicle fucking around online all day?" I know those jobs exist.

Most of the time, though, I cannot feel anything but lucky that here I am -- getting to do a job that I really love, a job that makes me happy.

It can be emotionally exhausting at times (today, for instance, I had to refer a student to guidance for cutting (as in, sliding razors along her wrist -- not for skipping my class)) and it is largely thankless -- but by God, it is never boring!

Oh sure, I've called in to work sometimes when I didn't really need to -- but that's because I was busy doing something like attending a graduation or being hungover or getting laid or just really needed a (week)day to myself. All good excuses, right? (I really hope you all recognize the sarcasm, otherwise I look like a real tool). But you know, I've never called in because I could not stand the thought of the tedium of one.more.day.

Every day is different; every period of every day is different. Sometimes I come in dragging my feet (I didn't sleep well/I drank one beer to many the night before/I didn't get to see the ladyfriend/whatever) -- and I walk out on top of the world. Of course, many days it's the total opposite (walking in feeling great, walking out feeling beaten). But that's neither here nor there.

A fantastic thing: I still get to count down to summer vacation and Thanksgiving/Christmas/February/Spring breaks. That's fucking fantastic! Real grown-ups don't get that! For roughly two and a half months of the year (plus weekends and assorted special holidays), I have built in days for fucking around (and maybe now lazing about with the girl) doing absolutely nothing but making sure that I'm up in time to watch Boy Meets World or Ellen's talkshow.

My life is super good.
I really can't complain.

I wish that everyone got to do the thing which they really really loved. We'd all be much happier.