Mine is plain/lightly salted Doritos/tortilla chips dipped/scraped in unsalted butter.
I’m now wondering whether this is a little too specific of a question and I just really needed somewhere to get this off my chest…
Mine is plain/lightly salted Doritos/tortilla chips dipped/scraped in unsalted butter.
I’m now wondering whether this is a little too specific of a question and I just really needed somewhere to get this off my chest…
Along similar lines, I think one of mine has become resisting our cultural expectation of constant growth in all areas possible.
Carter is an obvious one. I like my job and it makes my day more pleasant than past jobs have. The pay is good. I don’t need to painstakingly plan a path to be the manger then the director then the VP, just to spend more of my life working.
I have big plans for the future of the koi pond in my back yard though. The more of my life I spend working on that thing, the better my life seems to get.
(The things that matter or don’t matter are inherently personal - I’m not trying to insult anybody who gets genuine thrill and fulfillment from kicking ass at work constantly. )