SEVEN DAYS UNTIL A DAY OFF
This time of year I live in a corridor bounded by the office east and home on the west, with I-235 and Grand Avenue on the north and south. Or Mulberry street, when I get downtown. I can't complain; it pays the bills and it's what I've chosen to do. Yet at times I find myself looking out the window and my mind wandering to other career opportunities:



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We all think about a change from time to time. You're on the home stretch with this pesky task season. Window cleaner would be an okay job. No responsibilities but not so great if the weather isn't perfect.
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