It all started with: "What an EXQUISITE morning!" Me: "What?" As I lifted my head from my pillow and squinted at the clock I heard my better half practically singing about the beauty of the morning. It was almost poetic. Why is this so odd you ask? Because a statement like that came from a person I know very well who loves to sleep, barely utters a few words before showering, and just got back from vacation. Why so happy? And alert?!
It made me grouchy. Then I started wondering why and how this added up.
There are few times in my life when I have heard the words: "I love my job". Granted, most people do come to me when they are dissatisfied with their jobs or careers but sometimes I do hear those 4 words even when people are at a crossroads. In fact, many people do love their jobs but they can't stand the people they work with, or their commute is a killer, or they dislike the company they work for.
I remember my husband telling someone recently that he loved his job. "Loved it" I thought? That was powerful. Then I started thinking about everything he has said about his employer since starting his job earlier this year: Successful company. Takes care of its employees and treats them well. Great communication flow from the top down. Fun environment. Stimulating work. Sense of community. Making a difference. Great boss.
What more can you ask for?
So while this took me aback (after all, it was the morning after we returned from the beach), I thought, wow. Bounding out of bed, giving praise to the new day and whistling his way out the door. It dawned on me how lucky I was to live with someone who loves his career. So the sound of someone in love with his job....well, it's beautiful.