Freestyle Friday: Out of Spite

1417324_73208740I answered the phone this week and, from the other end, heard a friend ask, “Jammy, how do you do it? How do you do it? How do you get up and come to work every single day? Every. Single. Day. No one ever calls us and says ‘Hey, everything is going great! Just wanted to let you know!’ No one ever says that. How do it Jammy? And don’t tell me you have a wife and kids to support and a mortgage payment and whatever, just how do you do it?”

He was asking rhetorically. I answered honestly.

Some days – a lot of days – I just go to work on purpose. I’d much prefer to write all day. I’d love to go for a run in the early morning daylight, see the kids off to school, then sit on the back deck and write the book that’s been in my head for almost 25 years until the school bus came back around in the afternoon, but that’s not in the cards right now. So, instead, I make the decision to get up, sing a happy song, put a smile on my face, and go to work.

I don’t always stay happy at work. Robert Frost wrote in Mending Wall, “Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.” Something there is that doesn’t love me having a happy day at work. That’s when you have a tell yourself to smile, to breathe, to work through it, to grind out eight hours, or more, just out of spite of that something.

We’re workers. We work. The attitude that we take to the office every single day is the variable. Smile on purpose. Work on purpose.

If you missed Day 3, it went up yesterday afternoon. I’m tempted to insert Dolly’s 9 to 5 video here for Carrie, but here’s the link.

That’s all for today. Thanks for stopping by. Go have a great day, on purpose.

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