Fun Times

Day 90

Some times it just doesn't seem fair that I get to have so much fun at work. I get paid to do these things? Can this really be called work? I have often heard that if you love your work, it won't feel like work. True. But this is even more than that. I mean--looking through various catalogs to choose possible Summer Reading prizes? Not only do I get smiles from so many of the products, but I also have moments of nostalgia when I see prizes similar to what I received in my Summer Reading Program days as a child.

-the ball & cup game

-the ice cream cone shooter

-the magnetic wheel toy

Ah. Those were the days. And there are so many things now. It almost makes me want to buy these fun things at reasonable prices to amuse myself again. But then I remember all of the things I am getting rid of as is typical in a move, and know they would just be extra things to either cart around or chuck out. So, I guess I'll just enjoy all of the fun in looking at the catalogs.

And I'l not even get started on how much fun I have in planning my programs.

Maybe it isn't fair to others, but perhaps the Lord thinks it perfectly fair for me to have fun at work--which I do not mind a bit!