Man I love to do woodworking. I wish is was my day job instead of my dream job. One day maybe it will be. I have been thinking: Why do I go to work?
I need cash for food, clothing and shelter. Beyond that? Health Insurance and Retirement...and because I love my wife and grandkids. Kind of crazy to think about all of this, but it is true. Time goes a lot faster in the shop than in the office. I think better and love it. I would need to invest to get this done, but first there would have to be enough profitable business to make this work.
Dreams, I am living the dream now for the most part. Job that I like, a wife that I adore and kids and grandkids that make it all worth while. That can be enough in my life. I have been having trouble getting past this in the past, but I think I am finally there If Paul could be content in whatever state of life he found himself in, so can I.
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