It’s amazing how work dominates the landscape of my life.
I’m pretty clear about what I want – to work for myself. I took the job that I have for two reasons – the first because I needed the income and the second because I needed the income to convince a bank to lend me the money for a mortgage.
It’s only something I’m doing until I can build this business up.
And yet I get so involved in the day to day milieu of what goes on. I find myself working harder and harder and and caring more and more. I suppose that caring is fairly predatory – I need for the job to be in place as long as I need it.
OK so I’m not actually loosing sight of my goal. It may be moving further away but a lot of that is a result of other things going on in my life. But each and every day I take some sort of step, be it ever so small, toward my dream of financial freedom and travelling the world.
All is well.
But damn! my day job occupies a lot of my time.
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