I remember a day when spare time existed in abundance. Now I’m left to wonder if that will ever be the case again. The last six weeks have been jam packed, and despite thinking that things would ease up for a couple weeks (right about now), well, that hasn’t been the case.
For a self-employed freelancer dude like myself being busy is a very good thing; it just presents a whole new set of problems to solve.
- The work-life balance is a biggie.
- Prioritizing tasks never seems to be as easy as it should be.
- Deadlines are exhausting.
- Changing hats all the time can be frustrating (one minute I’m a photographer, the next I’m an admin assistant, then I’m in accounting, HR, marketing, etc…)
- And then every April we complicate the matter with small business taxes.
I don’t intend for this to sound like a complaint. I’m just trying to shed some light from my vantage point. It seems that there are a lot of people who think that a job like mine is the secret to happiness –no boss, free schedule, good pay, creative work– what’s not to love?! I’ll be the first to say that there are days when I love my job, and there are days when it’s just plain brutal.
I’m preaching to myself here, but I think we could free ourselves from so much worry and frustration if we stopped looking to our jobs as the silver bullet to satisfy our restlessness.