Adding A Job To The Mix
My life has changed drastically recently and I have more changes upcoming, all hopefully for the better of my self. Some of these changes have given my life a renewed sense of purpose and yet they have also given me something to panic about.
Now that I have braced myself and started looking for a job, one other than my current status as indie author, I have been feeling very much the sad reality of how our consumerist economy has made robots of us for at least anything between 20 and 40 hours a week, in some cases even as much as 60 or 80 hours a week.
We have 168 hours a week, of which we should be sleeping around 56. Add on the hours at a job we usually hate and the commuting, and you have little time left to even shower and cook and clean up your flat let alone for fun activities, especially, as I realised in the past years, when you live alone and meeting up with other adults requires planning and time out of the house.
This is not counting parenthood commitments, time cleaning up after pets and taking care of them as well as any necessary errands such as haircuts, paying your car insurance and trips to the supermarket.
I am usually an upbeat person and rarely do any complaining on this blog. However I did also once admit, on my old blog, that I suffer from anxiety. So adding a job to the mix that is my current lifestyle will be anything but easy I am sure. Then again, that is precisely the wrong attitude to take isn’t it?
I can look at either side of the stick, as The Teachings of Abraham® would say. I can think of how boring a job is, of a long commute and numerous hours spent earning ‘just enough’. Else I can believe that I will find an interesting job close to wherever I call home, that gives me a good hourly rate and makes me new friends to talk to. There are always two sides to the coin and manifesting our best lives involves believing that we can attain it.