What does your perfect "fun" day look like? Where are you? Who are you with? What are you doing?
If I can use my time-machine, I had the most fun when my favorite Aunt was alive (Aunt Mary) she would visit my parents house every Saturday night, and my cousin Barbara, she's much older than my sisters & I, and we'd sit at the kitchen table, just a bunch of females, yacking and looking thru the The Star and National Enquirer at the worst-dressed famous women and their exploits. My aunt and cousin are both very boisterous talkers and they both had all sons, so escaping to our house was their time-out. I wish I had those Saturday nights again, and I'd like to have a dog again, so my perfect "fun" day would be a ladies-night at Mom's kitchen table with loud-mouthed fun relatives and a pile of tabloid magazines and a dog to play with, I haven't had one for a long time because my son is very allergic. (boys!)
NOW....what is your perfect work day? Where is your office? What are the activities you are doing? How much money are you making?
My perfect work day would be not having a headache, having a day where people in my biz groups actually read and know what they're doing and advertise every day without being reminded, without asking me obvious questions, without them sitting there for several days, doing nothing, waiting for big results from ONE AD they posted 4 days ago, and then telling me the ad sources don't work for them. <eyeroll!> ...and not staying up late or getting up early or getting eye strain from the computer.
My perfect office would be at home, it IS, so that's a good thing.
The activities I would be doing are...the same thing I always do, online advertising, good thing I like it. Preferably with less confused people and stronger promoters.
I would be making ENOUGH MONEY. How much is enough? To pay for all living expenses, buy a summer and winter house in different climates in USA, maybe a mansion on every continent, each with 4 acres of land and the house right in the center and the properties landscaped into walking paths and flower-mazes. I like MY house so I'd have this exact floorplan rebuilt on every continent. I'd have enough money to go to the dentist with a pile of cash and not worry about the stupid insurance rules about one root-canal & crown per year. I'd go to the dentist with several bags of candy and a pile of cash, and sit there in the chair with the candy on my lap while the drilling is done, and then have my candy picnic so the dentist has something to do for my next visit, that dentist will have a continuous income, and so will the candy industry.