Sunday morning
Sunday is the only day in my week where I’m supposed not to do anything, and actually do not do anything.
I enjoy my sundays. I wake up late, prepare something simple yet tasty to eat, watch sports on TV or movies on DVD, and sometimes I even do home repairs. If I have to do home improvements I do those on Saturday so I can enjoy an easy Sunday.
Weekdays are usually a mess. Repairing computers and stuff 11 to 7, plus a lot of other activities not related to my nominal job: proof-reading, spell-checking, translations and sometimes even transcribing articles, speeches or books. That’s mainly because I am a fast reader, I have good spelling, I can speak, read and write fluently in two languages and understand another two, and I am a fast typist. All of these compared to the other members of my office, of course.
A friend of mine asked me how it was possible that I’ve been doing all this for the same wage, MX$4000.00 a month, and I answered that’s because I don’t need a lot of money to live and I don’t pretend to be the richest man in the world. But as time goes by I’m starting to regret that answer. I believe now it’s because I’m single and I own my house. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to live with so little money.
Oh, yes, another thing I like to do Sundays is to lay in bed, think and write in a philosophical fashion, and publish it in a weblog nobody reads (yet) just for fun.
Cheerio, partners.
V.
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