I’m back. I hadn’t realize how long I’ve been away, but it’s been over a year since my last post. Where have I been? What have I done? It seems I’m still in a similar place although almost a year ago I started traveling down a new path from 9 to 5, or more accurately from 7 to almost 7.
Jobs are a funny thing. I’m hesitant to use the word career, because it seems too defining, too committed to any one thing. Jobs make lifestyles possible, lifestyles demand a certain level job and that can easily become a dependency. I’ve always tried to keep the two things in check but sometimes felt as if I’ve cheated myself of both. So when the opportunity presented itself, I started a new job on a new path, the management path. It’s a path that I had intentionally never ventured down. I wanted to keep it simple. When I signed on to this new path, I committed myself to one full year at the helm of the ship, a ship that has a crew of 10, was taking on water and was being marauded by pirates. A few months shy of that year and I’ve straightened out the crew, patched most of the holes and staved off most of the pirates. It’s been a great personal challenge for sure, but I’m tired of the daily battle to stay afloat.
I started that journey late last summer as the flowers began to wither and the days started to get shorter. It was a brief autumn and an unusually cold and long winter, the long hours at work were in keeping with a long winter hibernation. Now that the spring is here and life is moving again around me, I’ve taken the time to look back at those dark cold days and see the fruits of my labor have been less than equitably rewarded. Sure I was awarded Employee of the Month which came with a taxed bonus of $250 and some balloons and I’ve gained some marketable skills, but to what cost? I gained 15 pounds (thankfully lost 8 of them in the last month), had to reduce my comedy time, have written almost nothing and find that I get heartburn when I eat fried clams at 10pm at night.
Along the horizon, I can begin to see the shore and know that soon my year long commitment will be reached. I will be free to abandon this ship. The only question now is do I?