Some New Math.

So, sitting here, thinking about my measley paycheck, I started playing with some numbers.

There are 8,760 hours in one year.
If you work a 40 hour week, you work roughly 2,080 hours in one year.
That means only 6,680 hours per year are for things other than work.

Conclusion. We work about 25% of our lives.

Goodbye Mary Ann.

My heart broke a little this morning.

When I got to work, I realized one of my co-worker's last day was today. She is retiring. She wants to spend time with her beautiful grandchildren and her sister. She says they are planning a road trip. Busting a right from Texas, through Florida, and all the way up to see her other sister in Maine. Possibly making a pit stop in North Carolina to see her brother.

Before she left, she made her final good-byes known in letter form to each of us individually.

Mine read:

"Jessica-

You are a wonderful person. You have a heart as big as any I've seen. You have dreams and look to the future with a smile. One day I hope to sit down and read your books.

You will go many places in your life, but never forget where you came from.

Always dream.

Your friend,
Mary"

It is hard to believe that my coffee-making friend will not be here in the morning when I get to work. She was always the first one here in the morning. Always had a smile on her face.

It makes me happy that her family will get to see more of it, even if we have to see less.