You just have to love Monday mornings. You have that horrible feeling of slogging through yet another week of work. Admittedly, it’s not too horrible, but it could be better. I wonder what it would be like if I actually enjoyed my work?

Here’s my dilemma… I’m almost 32 and I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I suppose that’s quite funny coming from a guy who’s married with two kids. Maybe I should pull my finger out and do something about it… But what?