It’s Friday?!

Just realized that Friday isn’t a big deal to me any more.

When I had a “regular” job I looked forward to this day and the end of the work week.

Why am I not as excited about Fridays?  The answer is two sides to the same coin:

Because now my work week doesn’t end, meaning I don’t check out, disengage and take enough time away from work.

Because now my work week doesn’t end, meaning  I love and believe in the value of my work

Are there times when I long for the simpler days when I could walk away from my job at the end of the day?  Of course.  But each choice has trade offs, and so far I’m ahead in this bargain.

Here’s a little classic Friday music from The Cure

Post to Twitter

Living where you play

The beauty of living where many come to play, is that the playground is in your back yard. That’s life in Northwest Michigan.

I left my office just before six tonight for my usual 7 minute commute home. After a couple minutes visiting with my family I changed into snow gear and headed outside. Within 5 minutes I was on the snowmobile trails near Beulah.

Now I’m in Thompsonville at Geno’s Sports Bar and Grille, waiting on what are rumored to be the best ribs around. More on that later.

Posted via email from Matt’s posterous

Post to Twitter

Sometimes it pays to brave the elements

Sunlight breaks through snowclouds over Crystal Lake

Today was a cold, icy, nasty day.  Like 15 degrees and 15 mph winds, yielding sub-zero wind chills.  And I had several hilltop properties to look out.  Since tomorrow is supposed to be worse than today, I added some layers and headed out into the elements.  The first parcel sits on a north facing ridge, overlooking Long Lake, and when the snow isn’t flying, Sleeping Bear Dunes in the distance.  A trot up the ridge and some photos showed me what I needed to know- a hike down to the waters (ices) edge will have to wait.

Next a stop at a wooded lot with shared access to Crystal Lake.  Again here, snow obscured any possible distant lake views.  On to the  last pair of lots, which sit on the bluff overlooking Crystal Lake.  As I stepped out of my car, the wind slapped my face, and my eyes began watering almost instantly.  By the time I walked down the lots, tears were streaming and being caught in the wind.  Those that ended up on my glasses quickly turned to little salty icicles.

I snapped a couple of quick photos, and was about to turn my back on the wind, when a quick tear in the clouds let a stream of sunlight through to the lakes surface.  Thank God for small reminders of life’s beauty.

Breaking through heavy clouds, sunlight finds its way to the icy waters

Breaking through heavy clouds, sunshine makes its way to the icy waters


Post to Twitter