that looks comfy... where did you get it from?

 

Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice!!!!

 

You finally got a bed..... what were you sleeping on before? The floor?

 

Is there a box spring in there?
In my best "where's the beef" lady voice.... "Where's the mattress?"
Mattress looks a little thin IMO, looks like a cot with sleigh bed head and foot boards.

Well if it's good enough to post of, then tells us about it....

 

That's sure going to look funny sitting in an alley.....

 

Santa is gonna be pissed.

 

For the love of God Kobi...at least make the bed after your romp before posting a pic!

 

Not my bed -

Just a pic of a BED.

Worked all night about 24 hours straight . . .

and all I could think about was sleep by the time we wrapped. . . hence the pic of the bed and the word FINALLY.

And I got a whopping FOUR HOURS sleep!

And now it's time to do paperwork.

(I'm hating this work thing.)

Can't wait to sleep again tonight.

 

This man goes from a lay-around-the-house, go golf, travel, repeat but to a workaholic.

Is there no balance with you?

 

Nope.

Actually, wouldn't a workaholic be someone who works endlessly by choice, or rather needs to (on some emotional level) ?

While I took the job willingly, I'm not pleased with the 24/7 BS (and now I remember why I got out of this business in the first place . . . it has all come back to me).

It's interesting, and I have to imagine that it is like this in just about every business . . . everything is an emergency, everything is life and death, and (especially among those who are successful), it's the most improtant thing on the whole friggin' planet . . . strike that . . . in the entire friggin' universe!!!!!

I mean, seriously, does anyone else experience this state in their own line of work? Does everyone?

Seriously . . . NOTHING is that important. None of it (unless you're an EMS worker) is life and death! This overwhelming sense of importance is just ridiculous!

I've got to get a life. Move to some small hick town where the most amazing thing that happens is that a cow or chicken farts.

God . . . I need some more sleep. Or maybe some coffee.



Uh . . . in answer to your question, no . . . it's a life of extremes. Go figure.

 

I understand what you mean.

Everything is a crisis. People come running into my office screaming the "Internet is down, what are we going to do "

"HOLY CRAP THE WHOLE INTERNET! Well I'm going home then."

Sometimes they calm down sometimes they just don't get it.

I understand deadlines and important issues but at the end of the day I've got a wife and kids that I'm going home to and worrying about work isn't going to be an issue for me.

Guess I'll never be a huge success in the workplace.

 

Yep I have noticed the un needed urgency and implied importance in every field I've been in.

Here it is 1:52 sunday morning and I just now got home from work, my work week is done until 5 am monday mroning. 27 hours to rest... yea right I am to far behind..... so 27 hours to attempt to get caught up on a side job to meet teh monday deadline, clean and finish mowing the yard, wotk on my cmaper project so we can use it memorial weekend (we alread have a place reserved and cant get our money back if it's not finished) and also in that 27 hours I'd like to spend some time with the family......

 

So did you buy the bed or not????




























BREW

 

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:santa:

Don't make me come back there and smack you!

(By the way . . . nice sig. I must say, it's the nicest sig of any of the sigs I have seen . . .ever.)