The joke at the office is that I've had 120,000 different jobs. Not quite, but I have had a lot of jobs. None have felt like a career to me. Growing up I was always amazed at people who knew what they wanted to be when they grew up.
Picking berries, radishes and green onions on local farms...
Well, I took a break at the salt mines, grabbed a coke from across the street and took a selfie of my Everyman Indy with the new to me Jos. A. Banks dark brown leather jacket. It's one I passed on last Friday but I went back last night to look at it again and it had a 50% off tag on it. Sweet!
I love days like that, Eric, and you're doing it up right! Last Friday I went to 3 thrift/antique shops looking for hats... no hats, but I got 3 new ties, 4 new shirts and a plate of "cottage fired potatoes" at a local establishment. I was shocked to see that they're charging $5.75 for a pint...
Here's my broken dining room chair which is now sitting in the family room and holding 4 hats; sometimes I have 7 - 8 hats on that chair. hehehe. I've been looking at a 20-hat tree but I don't know how well it would go over with MrsFed. Maybe putting the hats on a tree and taking the hat...
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