All Work and No Play
By Keiti | November 8, 2007
I’ve been thinking about this whole 72-hour a week thing. There are days when I simply feel like I can’t do it anymore; that if I have to roll out of bed on too little sleep and go in and try to look busy because the suits are watching, I’m going to scream. The light at the end of the tunnel has always been in sight, but getting there makes me feel like I’m running on a treadmill with the ability to actually reach the destination being unobtainable. Not only that, some of the things that are important to me have fallen by the wayside because I simply don’t have the stamina to think about much of anything right now except making sure I get enough sleep and that I don’t get sick, which has already happened once since this started. My spiritual life has suffered, and I feel like I’ve turned into a cranky shrew. None of my writing has been worked on. I haven’t done anything that even remotely resembles fun. And the business plans, while still simmering, are firmly planted on the back burner.
Once all this is over, though, and after I take a week to recuperate and to get myself back on a day schedule, I hope to get everything back to the forefront. My friends probably all think I’ve forgotten them. One of my best friends is pregnant, and I haven’t so much as talked with her since she announced the news. I’ve got friends who have drama going on, and there’s nothing I can do to help - not even lending an ear since I’m either working, eating, or sleeping and that’s about it.
I love the fact that I’ve been able to pull in enough money to move after the first of the year, but I’m really not happy about the toll it’s taken on everything else. The older I get the more I realize that money, while much needed, should never take first priority.
Topics: Life in General, Work |