Some days, I miss my old jobs.
Some days, I miss calling people to remind them to pay the mortgage they agreed to only months before, but haven't bothered to make a full payment on.
Some days, I miss reading the handwriting of seventh graders and trying to make sense of it, especially when it's telling me totally different information than they've been asked.
Some days, I miss trying to figure out how to make a family's income stretch to meet the payment arrangements I've been able to set up for them.
Some days, I miss ranking search terms and changing their bids by pennies to get the most bang for the company's buck.
Some days, I miss planning a staff meeting for 50 who won't appreciate it anyway (okay, that one I really don't miss...).
Some days, I miss reading doctor's handwriting to decipher, correct the spelling, and enter histories with weird words and acronyms like COPD, pronexin, and penicillin.
Some days, I miss having somewhere I'm expected, if not fully needed from 9 to 5.
Today isn't one of those days. :) I'm loving spending the days with my adorable daughter, and spending just a few evenings a month going out and sharing chocolate, and making cash doing it. Some days, life is good. This is one of those days.