Work Is Not Life

Last week was a pretty bad week. I made a few somewhat big (more like medium sized) mistakes concentrated into the one week, so I was not enjoying my work. Coupling that with my work friends becoming just coworkers didn’t help. Thankfully, my weekend was spent completely away from work; I forgot how nice it is to take a break, even if I don’t do anything special.

I’m starting to realize something that is probably very obvious: work is not my life. Over the last few months, I let work become my life. I stayed later and later, I went in on a few Saturdays, and I desperately wanted my coworkers to be my friends. I thought I was happy, but I was being consumed.

As crappy as last week was, it helped me see that I can’t keep doing what I’m doing. If I really want more out of life, I can’t stay where I am. Even if now isn’t the time to change jobs (I’m lucky to have a job, I know), I have to keep thinking ahead.

I have to figure out what I want to do. I can’t settle for this.

Posted in Job, Life, Me. 2 Comments »

2 Responses to “Work Is Not Life”

  1. Jonathan Says:

    Every day is a struggle to live for the future. We’re effortlessly compelled to complacency. When you open the bird’s cage, it doesn’t fly away. The bars are so familiar that we don’t even notice them anymore.

  2. Jay Says:

    Hey there will always be ups and downs at work, don’t take them too seriously. On the other hand, I’m glad to see that you are thinking ahead for possible changes.

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