I don’t believe in a work-life balance. I believe in living. I don’t have a job and friends and errand time and professional peers and a boyfriend and gym time and family and social time. They’re all just life.
Sundays used to be “Ugh, I have to go back to _____ tomorrow;” now, I don’t know what day it is.
The countdown to 5pm used to be a workday constant; now, I don’t know what time it is.
Being social used to rely on others; now, I create my own fun.
Routine used to be my caffeine; now, possibility/the unknown is my drug of choice.
Clichés I live by –
- Stop talking and do
- Go big
- Shoot for the stars
- Life is short
- Live for today
- You never know
- Just ask
- Just try
- What’s the worst that could happen?
I enter situations with big-picture expectations – learn a skill, check out a new venue, meet people – not expectations like “I hope I meet someone to date” or “I hope I get a client out of this!”
I’m rarely disappointed.