I used to do something weird.
In a typically-busy day, I’d think about how difficult it was to be so busy. How downtrodden I was!
Most people who think similarly can blame their boss. However, having been self-employed for over 20 years, that scapegoat is far in the rear-view mirror.
A happy thought skipped into my brain. “If I love my work (which I did, and I do) how can I possibly complain about it?”
If I over-scheduled myself, that could be corrected going forward. For example, if I agreed to a ridiculous delivery date for a project, the blame belongs to me, not to the client.
One of the best things about work — exchanging something for money — is that it’s a playground, a laboratory.
Our relationship with work is like our relationship with anything else that’s important. It takes work, setting expectations, ground rules, boundaries. Indulgences, and attention.
Are you building a Frankenstein monster of a work life, or a friendly monster you might occasionally tussle with, but enjoy living with overall?