Work Is What It Is

I love work, but not as others do. I am not enamoured or enthralled, but I am occasionally excited by the prospect of doing things with my hands, my mind.

And for some reason, people know when I have too much time on my hands (or will soon have much of this valued commodity which one really can't have too much of) and offer more work to me. I am greatly appreciative.

I'm not a lazy person, but I do believe in slacking. Else the fabric warps.