"Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans." Nothing could be more true, for in the midst of planning my weekends to do everything I could, and see everyone I missed, I found that I was having trouble just enjoying where I was. Life has become so rushed, about fitting in every last event and appointment. You barely digest the first before running to the second. This is not the life I pictured. I have the husband [and daughter] I’ve always dreamed about, but the comparisons ends there.
How did I end up where I am? Raised by hippie parents that wanted me to grow up and do exactly what I wanted to do, exactly what would make me happy, whatever that may be, I’ve always enjoyed the simple things. Being outdoors, in nature, with a good friend and no plans. So where exactly did I turn from my lifelong dream of finding a job that allowed me to have at least some small extent of a Jimmy Buffet lifestyle, and find myself in the rat race, pushing only towards money and power and societies version of contentment? Stuck in a job that doesn’t make me happy, and which is taking me nowhere fast… or I suppose you could say that it is taking me nowhere, very slowly. I was recently informed that I will be acquiring a new job title and new responsibilities in addition to the ones I already have at my job. I will therefore, be more valuable to the company, so I should be happy. But I only feel trapped. These are not responsibilities that I want, nor are they even from an area of the company that I am remotely interested in. But it is my job, and so I smile and nod and accept my new role.
Except that now I would describe it less as Jimmy Buffet an more as, I want a job that makes me feel the way a perfect autumn day does. That doesn't seem too much to ask.
You took the words right out of my mouth. This is exactly how I'm feeling.
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