Today was the first day I did not like my job. The first day. Ever. I thought it was bad enough that this is the first year where my work felt like a "job" instead of where I get to go work with some great kids and get paid for doing it. But now... today.
I am not happy with this situation. I have relished the past ten years where I could leave home and know that even though I was at my place of employment I would still enjoy my day.
I think that's all for the day. I cannot go into details, so I"ll just have to work at it more. Perhaps with more effort it will be fun. It just seems so illogical when I say it that way.