This morning my lovely wife made a passing comment about being jealous of my “two lives”. In the midst of the drudgery of constant travel and never being caught-up on housework, it feels like one never-ending, constantly on, energy draining life. Actually, it doesn’t feel like I am doing much living at all.
Truth be told, not every day is like that. Some days are more like today. Some days I wake up in a cool city that I have never been to before. Some days I find myself working in the coolest part of town. Some days I eat at good restaurants for every meal. Some days the weather is perfect and my clothes fit well. Some days I leave work to go to a 4 star hotel. Some days I get to do something new an interesting (and get paid well to do it).
Some days I am able to stop and remember that very few people get to have days like this and that most people who live this life do not have a wife and kids who will be glad to see them when they get home.
I must admit that I feel a little guilty for having both of these wonderful lives.
