My typical work day mostly consists of me sitting behind a desk pecking away on a computer. Yesterday I enjoyed a refreshing change of scenery as Chitter and I worked at home. We mowed, weed-eated, moved a stack of used lumber from where it’d been sitting since last summer, made a new garden bed, and got Granny’s lettuce and onions planted for her.
I certainly work when I’m sitting behind my desk on the job, but it’s a different kind of work somehow. There is something so very rewarding about using the strength of your body and the sweat of your brow to accomplish things with your hands.