I am suddenly very aware of a certain gratitude I don’t celebrate nearly enough:
That moment at the end of the day when you realize you have made it through all your work and what’s left of the day is all yours.
I am in said moment right now and feel it is only right that I take a second to be grateful for it. My day started bright and early, I went straight to work, pulled an 8.5 hour shift with a multitude of ridiculously frustrating situations, ran an errand, went to the gym, lugged a very heavy bag home (from the aforementioned errand) and sat down to work for 4 more hours. But it’s all okay because it may be 11:30 at night and I may conk out in 30 minutes but until my head hits the pillow — the night is all mine!
You are so right. Enjoy your work, work hard and then your free time is appreciated even more.