My habits have changed during the last few years. Now I wake up around five in the morning ready to face the day and I get up. This has not been the case during most of my life.

I wish I had some advice to share with you regarding how to get up cheerfully in the morning to go to work, but I don't. However, I do I have some other advice that will help you endure a job that you find less than enjoyable, just keep reading.

My first one was in Berlin, Germany when I was sixteen. I ran the projection equipment at the local movie theater. Not a bad job.

The next two jobs were a real joy for me. Being a chemist had been my ambition, and getting my own lab after just a few months made these two jobs pure joy. And I was in love. Life was a bowl of cherries.

But all that made getting up in the morning not much easier. Even on the day Margo and I had to go to City Hall to me out of deep sleep I barely had time to shave and splash water in my face. Poor Margo had to go and buy her own flowers for which I never reimbursed her.

Working for the US State Dept. in post-war Germany brought satisfaction since I could contribute to help prevent Communism from taking over the country. It brought other perks, and in fact, I doubt that we could have made it to the US the way we did if it hadn't been for that engagement.

Tradition has it that as an immigrant one started life in the US as a dishwasher, and I did. It was a hot, dirty, steamy, and smelly place. But I also remember it because here an American war veteran taught me about American values and attitudes. The next four and a half years as a waiter were less than pleasant.

There was one more stint. At the age of eighty I was hired by the Natl. Park Service as a ranger for one summer. I relished this job, it was fun.

After that summer was over, one of my grandsons, a tall, husky lad, told me: "Opa, if I hear that you are getting another job, I come and paddle your rear end." That put an end to me being 'gainfully employed'. Who wants to have his rear end paddled by a tall, husky, lovable grandson?

I left out some jobs. But on one I practiced the advice I promised you. Every Tuesday when I went home I said: "See you next week." And everyone believed that I really lived according to my advice.

Start your week on Wednesday, work three days, then take two days off in the middle of the week, work only two more days and you are finished with your week.