I can choose comforting, welcome sleep,
going to work as I am supposed to. (And deal with the icy temperatures, and my tempermental vehicle)
An opportunity presents itself to me.
So what do I do?
I grab my coat, and force myself headlong through the door into the cold, dark world. I got a job to do. I actually enjoy my work, despite all my complaints.
Plus it would spit in the face of those I know who were laid off recently.
Ah, well. I wasn't raised as a fool. When I get back, I'm gonna leave this comfy warm coat on, and put my head on the pillows. :-)