Job 7:1-4

1 "Does not man have hard service on earth?

Are not his days like those of a hired man?

2 Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,

or a hired man waiting eagerly for his wages,

3 so I have been allotted months of futility,

and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

4 When I lie down I think, 'How long before I get up?'

The night drags on, and I toss till dawn."


Does anyone believe it's just a coincidence that slang for "work" is simply a mispronunciation of this speaker's name?

so guess what i did today, when i got home. & guess what i didn't do.

i didn't sit on the porch for 4hrs, working on the schedule. & i did enjoy a little afternoon delight, followed by a nap. the perfection of my new, lowly, assistant manager life was only briefly broken, by my tehnologically advanced & privacy deficient son, who's been unlocking inside doors since he was 5.

now, we're headed to the home of a friend from church, to enjoy an "end of the year" pool party. life is sweet.