An old friend of mine said that to my wife a few years ago. He was a lawyer, and had been for many years. He passed away a while back, far too young, and I was just thinking about him, and what he’d said to her about this “job” of mine.
I love what I do. Most of the time. I suppose most folks that have chased a dream, do. I worked in the legal field for many years, but for me, it was like trying to nail Jello to a tree. Constant stress, and no sense of worthy accomplishment. Even good outcomes were intangible, and rarely, if ever, good for both sides. I don’t miss it.
With this gig, it’s different. It’s not all wonder and awe–it has its moments. But, even when it’s bad, it’s awful damn good.
Beautiful Friday mornin’ here on the Redneck Riviera. Thought I’d put up a photo of one of my favorite leather tools. This is a round knife made by Paul Zalesak out in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and I can’t say enough good things about it. Handmade by a blade artisan, and a razor out of the box. Heck, it still is. It requires very little on my part to keep an amazing edge–I strop it occasionally, and that’s about it. Hell, that IS it–I haven’t done anything in the 2 or 3 years I’ve had it except strop it. And, I use it every day.
Take a look at their website. Mighty fine folks to do business with.