Back to Work

I've always found it a bit of a misnomer to say, "I'm going back to work," after a break or vacation.  I don't have much of what your would call hobbies at this point in my life.  I don't hunt, though I would like to start, or fish, though I would like to restart.  I used to cycle some; now I enjoy riding back and forth to school.  I used to ski and still like to feel a breeze in my face.  Cross county skiing replaced the crowds of a ski hill, but even that hasn't happened in over a decade.

My hobby I guess is the 'Zoo we have at home.  We each have to spend time on this rotating ball, so it's important to enjoy that time.  I enjoy "working" around our 'Zoo.  We rearranged the chicken fence so the Girls have more room to roam.  That wasn't without some gnashing of teeth and changes.  It still has just a bit to finish and will very soon.  The garden fencing is slowly progressing, which is important with the addition of a new German Shepard puppy in an adult body.  Winter crops are being harvested and Maureen is planting the tomatoes and such for the summer.

Generally these past two weeks of "break" were spent working at things I like without getting paid.  So "going back to work" means I'll get paid for what I'll be doing?  I've been paid by being with family and enjoying the passing of time.