No, not the foot of snow we got. I’m an hourly wage employee, so the sky could be falling in and I’ll still find a way to get to work.

As I was doing my usually morning routine, I had an ‘oh shit’ moment. I realised I had changed some travel plans for someone at my temp job, and that they might need to be changed back. Except that the flight would be leaving in less than two hours that I needed to book them on. Cue heart attack. I rushed into work 45 minutes early, clambering over snowdrifts that came up to my waist, and was very glad (yet again) that I have good karma as the crisis had been averted before it even started. it wasn’t the best start to my day, but it could have been much worse.

And that was when I remembered that I like not having to worry about these things any more. I take pride in doing my very best at every job I have, whether it’s for one day or three years, but I like the lack of responsibility that comes with being a temp. I have enough responsibility in the rest of my life, with two careers to manage, four day jobs, a buddhist practice with leadership responsibility, a mortgage, a husband to occasionally see and friends to even more occasionally go for a drink with. I’m gonna give myself a break on this one.