A company promoting family friendly films asked me to write reviews for their website, giving me an excellent excuse for frequent movie-time. (More on that in a future post.)
So... yesterday our handyman (and long-time friend) arrived to tile our bathroom floor. After discussing the back-breaking chore, I told him, "If you need me, I'll be downstairs working. Don't judge me… I'll be watching a movie."
"What? You're going to watch a movie while I'm up here slaving away?"
I laughed, "Hey, you chose your job, and I chose mine!"
It's a tough job but somebody's gotta do it, right?
|I love my work.|