What really makes me happy is teaching kids Latin. Unfortunately there's no money in it, so I do it on weekends as a hobby and drag myself, mon-Fri, 8-5, to an office job at which I am none too good, and none too loved. As a Latin teacher I was much more talented, and much more appreciated, and my whole body and my heart and life felt much lighter. I spent many evening hours getting ready for the next day, and felt creative. Now I've fallen into the great American stereotype of dragging myself to a job where I watch the clock and long for weekends.

Terrible thread creep -- sorry. Fortunately I have a wonderful man who gets home from his day job just a little after I do -- so I make supper and he cleans up, and the day ends passably well, with us in our place together.