Sep 5, 2017

Balance.

So I talked about work at length  and I also talked about my current employer’s obsession with time.

In a few short weeks, I will have my annual anniversary and arrive at the ripe old age of 57, that‘s not old but it isn’t young either.


The thing about it is that I probably have less ahead of me than what is behind me in regards to life. It means that every moment is all the more precious to me than ever before.

When you’re young, life stretches out before you, it’s an unending path that you can’t possibly contemplate drawing to a close. You don’t believe your will never die because you are immortal. You will live forever and the milestones of age seem so far off as to not even be attainable because they are so very far away.

Get to the point I’m at and you realize that you don’t have an expiration date and that the date you do expire can arrive like a big surprise, life holds no guarantees.

So, balance becomes ever more important to you.

As I look at life now, there are things that I want, that I need. I want a partner more than anything. Life is empty without a partner and really people are never at their best without another person to moderate them. I have one person I would hope to be a partner but that person is really unavailable and I've started searching again.

Having a partner can go a long way to providing a person with a certain amount of solace when faced with the struggles we all are faced with.

Also, I want to be able to have structure. The reason I took a staff job was to gain structure to my life. I have a diminishing amount of time and energy and the job currently sucks both of those out of life so it’s not a good fit.

A good life is one that has balance.

You know, I’d like to be able to do more in my community. I worked in the food pantry locally and also volunteered for the local ambulance corps. I had thought that working a regular job would allow me the stability and structure where I would be able to engage in those efforts but it’s turning out not to be the case.

Now, that’s an important thing.

Anyway, I’m droning...

As I get older, my time... the minute, the moments become all the more valuable because there is a decreasing reservoir of them from which to draw. This is a really, really important thing. Anything that detracts from that can’t be viewed as anything less than detrimental to the overall quality of life.

The reason I am progressing down this path is because work, so obsessed with time, expects you to readily sacrifice it without paying you for it. It’s a little funny how they can be so miserly but expect you as an employee to be extremely charitable.

I’m not buying into it.

Thing is if you want good people, do you understand the message you send to them?

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