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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
I agree. I don't hate what I do. I don't love it and get out of bed excited every day for it, but I don't hate it. I manged to find a job that keeps me relatively interested, and there's enough variety that I don't get that bored. I also don't make as much as a lot of other lawyers because I got out of the billable hours gig a long time ago. But I generally can stroll in here at 9:30 or so and leave by 6ish. I haven't had to work a weekend in three years. And I have a geeky little area of law that also gets me excited. I'm one of the few people around here that understands it, which gives me a lot of job security.
I think about getting out. I think about writing something that gets published or made into a movie. I think about my empire of sex toy shops. I think about a wine bar/bookstore. I think about running away to New Mexico and doing god knows what. But right now, this works for me.
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Ditto for me. Well, except the part about getting out. I daydream about it sometimes, but only because I would rather be home with the Chicklet, which unfortunately is not a six figure gig. I have a pretty sweet in-house position and despite the fact that I make what first years are making these crazy days, I genuinely like the people that I work with now and I don't have to dread Friday afternoon phone calls from Asshole Partner. Can't remember the last time I worked on a weekend, have flex time which gets me more time with the baby, and I no longer get sick to my stomach on Sunday nights or wish to get in a car wreck on the way to work so that I don't have to go.
