This Doesn’t Seem Like Work
I called one of my partners today. She spent last Thursday, Friday and Saturday in California with one client and was in Milwaukee all day yesterday with a large insurance company who just became our client. “How are you doing?” I asked.
Exhausted.
I had to agree with her that I also was pooped (I only went to Toledo yesterday but I drove). The past few months have been absolutely crazy with starting this new firm, all of the administrative things to do, plus servicing our new and existing clients. We are averaging 50-60 hours per week, every week, for the last 10 weeks. And yet, it really doesn’t seem like work.
I will caveat this post by saying I have a major advantage in that my commute is going from my bedroom downstairs to my office. Even when I work late, I open the door and I’m home so that’s a major plus. But there have been a lot of trips and driving and such but it has been a ball. I consider myself very lucky to be doing something that I love.
I was talking to a guy at church the other day about the job market here in Ohio. To be blunt, it’s bad. Let me hedge that- for manufacturing and unskilled labor it’s bad. For RN’s like myself, it couldn’t be better. But I gained a new appreciation for how blessed I am to be doing what I’m doing with great colleagues and really doing good work. I took a moment this morning to let it sink all in.
I think I’m getting closer to contentment every day.
