Too bad no one will pay me to sit around and read Game of Thrones while eating chocolate chip cookies. That is what I love to do these days. Clearly I need some more motivation towards my passion, and to pick up that book again.
The work life balance is so tricky- make enough money to eat, clothe, shelter, etc. and yet don’t give so much energy to the job that nothing is left for parenting and relationships at the end of the day.
Secret of responsible parenting: Don’t sell out to “easy money”, whether it is marrying too soon to a bad choice for “financial companionship”, or sticking with a job too long after it has stopped being a source of pride and energy. Work is hard, and we would rather not do it- that is why they call it work! But at the same time, don’t let it become such a burden that it drains your parenting energy. I need to fix my budget and give up a few things so that I can do a better job balancing work and parenting.
I have not written about my day job very often… It is a time crunch every damn day, and requires personal, technical, managerial, and vast communication skills. I am good at it. Yet it does not feed a really crucial portion of me. I am not sure what to do about that slow leak of my soul, seeping out the windows of my office as I sit at my computer. These economic times and this phase of my parenting life doesn’t lend itself well to going out on a limb. It is so easy for us to be conservative and stay in the rut. Don’t risk it, just stay put.
I was on the phone with my Reiki Master and friend Mary last week, telling her I might work on a way to cut back on my corporate hours and get my own Reiki business off the ground finally when she started gasping and exclaiming “Oh my God, a red-tailed hawk just landed in my back yard, looked at me, and took off!” She continued, “Wow! Yes! Yes! You need to do that!” and then “That is a clear message. I have never seen a hawk in my backyard*. You need to do this, Anne.”
So limb, here we go… What or where is YOUR limb to better balance and fulfillment?
* I don’t know if divine intervention sent the hawk or a scraggly cat that looked like tasty prey. I am sorry kitty-cat if you had to be lunch in order for me to risk and try something new!