Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year
Monday, July 08, 2024
QUESTION OF THE WEEK ... 07-08-2024
If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?
Being at stay at home mum and keeping house, I really loved those years when my time was my own. Although later I also did really love the shoe factory job.
I do love being at home cooking meals doing art. Had a stressful job troubleshooting computer problems at the bank sometimes in the wee hours of the night with 2 young kids at home. We managed.
Finding homes for pets that need them.
ReplyDeleteSpreading happiness across the world.
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Work in nature or helping others.
ReplyDeleteBeing a travel agent around the world.
ReplyDeleteWish I could have been a Stay At Home Mom...
ReplyDeleteBeing at stay at home mum and keeping house, I really loved those years when my time was my own. Although later I also did really love the shoe factory job.
ReplyDeleteI do love being at home cooking meals doing art. Had a stressful job troubleshooting computer problems at the bank sometimes in the wee hours of the night with 2 young kids at home. We managed.
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