The construction life days.
Don't get me wrong, I love my job. It's up my alley, it's professional, it feels more like a career rather than a "let's do this for 6 months until the next thing starts",
But sometimes, I remember the days of wearing steel toed boots and never feeling quite clean, and I miss it a lot.
I had a bruise on my leg today that I was trying to figure out how I could possibly gotten it. And I laughed, because back in the 'old days', I would have bruises running up and down my body, and I would have no idea where it came from for a whole different reason. That being, I was hurting myself constantly back then, do there would be no way to differentiate what bruise was from what incident.
Sometimes, just sometimes, as I sit in my office, and talk on the phone all day, I remember the days of hammering things, and acting/looking tough, and...
I miss it a lot.