Until We Live To Work

"Every dollar counts.
And every morning hurts.
We mostly work to live
Until we live to work."
- From the song Run by Vampire Weekend.

The work is easy at the Cedars. But working at the Cedars is not easy. No, Yogi Berra did not coin that phrase. I know that every job gets old. But this one is beyond old. My relationships with the members at the Cedars are very meaningful and important to me. But I see the same people every day. For the most part they sit in the same chairs. Some of them order the same food. Many of them say the same things.
"Can I get some more sweet tea, no ice?"
"Do you have ham sandwiches?"
"You have to have a Master's in engineering to open these [Saltine crackers] things."
Day in. Day out. It never changes and it seems like it never ends. Work is work and it's supposed to be hard and it's supposed to be trying. But when every day is the exact same it gets to be unbearable. Every time you turn around somebody needs something and the want it immediately. And then, as soon as that's accomplished there's someone in another chair demanding a ham & swiss and they haven't even said hello to you. Why does it seem like so many of these people are in a frantic hurry to go nowhere?
Maybe they feel the same about living there.
I don't know.
Tomorrow is a day off and it is very much needed.