I used to be a part of an organization that worked me to the breaking point. I had to leave them because I was stressed out all the time, and I couldn’t get creative under that stress. I wasn’t getting paid for my services, so I was glad to get that monkey off my back. Although I learned a lot, I still had to move on to greener pastures. Since then I have been building my business, and having a bit of fun along the way. Although crocheting bookmarks and bible covers is part of my business, I still find this taks to be a means of winding down, while listening to an audio book. Thanks for this wonderful post.
I love to work.
There was a point early on in my career when I was working full-time as a staff writer AND full-time as a freelancer, on top of my ongoing hobby as a part-time blogger. I worked seven days a week, sometimes for more than 12 of the 18 or so waking hours I had each of those very long days.
I was so proud of myself for having the “willpower” to do all that. As a young twentysomething, I was making a lot of money, paying off my student loans, finishing graduate school, and convinced I’d mastered the art of working hard to earn the success I believed I deserved.
But I wasn’t doing it right.
You’ve heard plenty of “productivity experts” tell the same personal story a dozen times, so I won’t bore you with the details. In a nutshell, I thought writing all the time…
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