Today marks the beginning of a new chapter in my career. After two and a half weeks of being off, I’m actually very ready to get back to work. I’ve learned something about myself in this brief period of unemployment.
I am happiest when I feel like I’m working towards a meaningful goal.
I made a long list of things I wanted to do during my time off. I finished that list and made a new list. Then I made a new list. At about the two week mark, that list was starting to look a little funny.
One day I looked over at my passenger seat that contained a giant bottle of ranch dressing, two light bulbs, a stocking stuffer for Lacie, and some Christmas stamps. I had been to four places for those items, and the only thing left on my agenda for the day was to go workout.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved and appreciated some time to relax and reset. I’m so grateful for the opportunity, but I realized something.
I think many people feel like if they could just have more free time, more time off, longer weekends, less hours at work, that all of a sudden they’d be happier and more fulfilled.
I think there’s a balance we all need, of course, but more importantly, I think we each need to be working in a direction, for a purpose, towards a goal, in order to ultimately be happy with our day-to-day.
I’ve watched every Star Wars movie and a huge chunk of the Lost series, and as fun as that was, I’d lose my mind if that was the rest of my life. I need to feel like I’m creating and doing something worthwhile.
So here’s to new beginnings and a normal schedule again. I’m more ready now than ever before to start something new and work really, really hard towards a meaningful goal.