I'm not a song writer, but if I were that lyric would be in my song somewhere. Maybe nestled away in a chorus, or some where in verse two or three.
It kind of sums up where I'm at now.
The list of cliches is long, maybe some of them would be in the song too, you know the ones...
"One door closes, another one opens..."
"As long as you're makin' money, why worry about being happy..."
"It's not that bad, at least your're not in jail..."
As much as I hated being unemployed, the sudden journey back into the job market has been anything but rewarding, or smooth, or enjoyable.
The problem with taking this job, and for that matter for taking any job that does not allow me to do what I really want to do. My sojourn through unemployment peeled my psychological eye lids wide open. The experience allowed me to look at things I had ignored for the sake of work.
Family, friends and relationships suffer. I realized how much I had missed for the simple fact that I have to fill my day with work.
Things that matter get set aside - growing from pesky mole hills into insurmountable mounts of stuff to do. So, when do we do them....? Exactly, on the WEEKENDS. Those short 48 hour periods in which we try to cram all the things un-done from the previous week, and get them accomplished. The problem is, once again, there is little time for doing what we really love doing. What ever that is.
For some it is music, for some it is woodcarving, no matter because we are forced to work, everything else suffers.
The bigger picture, as I am discovering, is that most of us have chosen money over happiness - to The ISSUE is that we have become habitual 9-5 Zombies; get up, go to work, do the work, clock out, drive home, spend some time with the family, wait for the weekend. Wash, rise repeat.
Yes, yes, I KNOW already!!!! Insert cheesy lyrics...
"I've been working for the weekend..."
"Working, 9 to 5, It's just a way to make a living..."
"You can't always get what you want..."
I'd love nothing more than to walk in and say, "I'm done, see you later..."
But as a very wise person, "Never make an important decision when you are tired."
Tonight, I am simply that. Tired.
Maybe I'll be ready to add more later....
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I love my job. I get paid to do what I love and I think I do it pretty well. It's stressful, time-crunched and often quite demanding of my time and attention. But it is my vocation. And if you find your vocation, whether it be writing, cleaning houses (and I know a couple of people who do that and love it), nursing, plumbing, teaching, landscaping or greeting people at Wal-Mart, you will be happy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment. From what I have learned and experienced in the past 8 months is that you are the rare bird in the flock. Most people work as a means to pay the bills, but long to be doing something else. Thanks for reading!
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