A man said to men once, he was a plumber who worked hard at his task, that God decreed that mankind work. I know the verse (2 Thessalonians 3:10) that says if a man don’t work he don’t eat.
So, we can conclude that if you don’t work you don’t eat. We work to eat. If we extrude this, we work to eat, cloth ourselves, house ourselves, provide transportation to the work place, pay taxes to provide other people housing and food and clothing. Maybe we work to enjoy life but the bottom line is that we work to eat.
The Man of Gold once said “are you earning your keep”. At that time, I answered that I was earning my keep. He signed the paycheck so he was the judge as to whether I am earning, had earn, or will ever earn my keep.
I don’t know if I earn my keep now, working from home with all its perks and benefits: the freedom to walk around the house, to look out the windows, shit in my own throne, to not be forced to listen to the office narcissists, to wash the dishes and do laundry on ‘company time’, nap, watch You Tube and get company stuff done and the thirty foot commute from bed to desk.
I don’t know if I ever have ‘earned my keep’. Even though I’ve enjoyed the many types of work I’ve done in my life for pay (fast food, retail, warehouse, factory, web development, graphic design), sometimes I enjoy more the work I don’t receive pay for and would rather do that when I am ‘working for pay’. Strange, isn’t it? Work to earn a keep or work to enjoy a life?