When you’re a workaholic (like me) not only do you spend 40 hours a week working a full time job, but chances are you spend a good chunk of your free time working too.
In my case:
- I work Monday –Friday from 9am-6pm at a traditional advertising agency (I’m not particularly fond of this job, but it supplies me with my main source of income).
- I spend my evenings (anywhere from 7:30pm – 10:00pm) writing for an Internet start up (amounting to about 10 hours or so a week).
- I pick up the occasional freelance job here and there (typically not more than 10 hours a month are spent on freelancing).
- And finally, I teach yoga on Wednesday mornings at 6:00am, and Sunday mornings at 9:30am
I must be crazy right? That or I have no life!
Actually, I do have a life (it’s just mostly comprised of working, hah!). I find that I actually have time to do all these things, and still maintain my blog, play around in the kitchen (although lately I’ve been erring in my cooking), spend quality time with my husband, visit with my family (semi-regularly), read, participate in a book club, and engage in the odd social engagement from time to time. Plus, I still get 8 hours of sleep every night (except Tuesdays).
Why would anybody do this?
I can’t speak for others, but I can tell you why I do it.
The reason why I work this hard is this: I have goals.
I have a vision for how I want my life to be, and I recognize that I need to work hard if I want to achieve it.
This is my vision:
I want a nice home, (where my husband and I can [maybe] think about starting a family). I also want to be able to work from that home. I don’t want to be attached to an office that requires me to show up at certain times and stay for a certain length of time. I’m a fast and efficient worker. I want to be able to do my work in a place that’s comfortable for me, (namely my home), and I when I’m done, I want to be done. I don’t want to have to sit at the office and twiddle my thumbs, looking for something to do until I’m allowed to go home. I’m a workaholic, but I’m not married to my job, and I don’t want to be.
The reason I spend so much time working right now, is because my hope is that in the future I won’t have to work so hard. My hope is that in the future things will be simpler. I push myself to make as much extra money as I can so that I can save as much money as I can. I do it so that I can build a home that I will love, and a life I’ll love (even more than I already do).
The thing is, I’m not actually a workaholic; I just look and act like one. But ultimately, what I want is to be able to work less and live more.
The truth is, I’m tired, and working as much as I do takes a toll on me.
I want more time to devote to cooking healthy natural foods. I want more time to devote to my blog, more time to spend writing stories, and more time to practice and teach yoga. I want more time to devote to myself. Most importantly, I don’t want to feel trapped by a job that I hate, an insanely high rent that I can’t afford, or a society that makes me feel like I have to do things a certain way to be successful.
I want to do things my way, and in order to get there, for now, I have to keep doing what I do.
So, why do I do it?
I do it because I believe in my ability to go after and get exactly what I want. And that is precisely what I’m doing.
Have you ever poured your heart and soul into reaching a goal? Was it difficult? How did things turn out for you? Share your story with me in the comments below!