My hero is a weatherman I read about in high school. He supposedly loved his job so much he was embarrassed to get paid for it. Can you imagine?Thanks for reading Doing What Works! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. I did. I imagined that feeling so intently and so frequently that here I am. I love my work, sure, but I feel guilty when (for example) someone buys one of my books. I always want to send one from my stash. My weatherman story has become a weapon of self-destruction.
Are you careful what you wish for?
Are you careful what you wish for?
Are you careful what you wish for?
My hero is a weatherman I read about in high school. He supposedly loved his job so much he was embarrassed to get paid for it. Can you imagine?Thanks for reading Doing What Works! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. I did. I imagined that feeling so intently and so frequently that here I am. I love my work, sure, but I feel guilty when (for example) someone buys one of my books. I always want to send one from my stash. My weatherman story has become a weapon of self-destruction.