What it Really Means to Love the Work You Do

This is a blog post about best laid plans. And how they go awry. And what you can learn from that.

Yesterday Stefan and I traveled from Wisconsin to Seattle to begin a twelve-day stint in the city. We planned to catch a ride to the airport in Madison, fly out, catch a ride from the airport in Seatac, stay a couple nights with friends in Bothel, travel to Medford, Oregon, for a two-night gig and a hotel this weekend, and return to Seattle next week.

With a network of 9-to-5ers in Wisconsin, we c...