I’m a recovering workaholic. There, I said it. I’ve been an overachiever all of my life – always thinking, always in motion. I’ve often wondered why, but I really have no idea. One of my daughters is the same way – it’s like looking in a mirror. But mirrors are one-dimensional and provide no answers. I’ve worked hard on it over the last 5 years or so and have made good progress. I sleep and eat more regularly, and I even (gasp) exercise. And I work fewer hours than ever before…still maybe more than I should, but I’ve found a balance that works for me. I feel better than I ever have. But a friend gave me a wake up call this week: she works in a group I’m moving to next month. I responded to her Facebook post that she should work fewer hours, and she pointed out that was ironic coming from me. I haven’t worked with her since I gained my new balance, and it was a good reminder that I will need to work hard to regain it under the pressures of a new job and a system implementation environment. But it’s critically important: I don’t want to give up my life…again. I missed too much with my family in the past. A friend just published a compelling post on his blog about the importance of how we spend our time. A great reminder.
So I’m really hoping I don’t have to carry a Blackberry in my new job. I don’t want to be plugged in 24/7…again.
“Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.” –Harvey MacKay