Work is definitely not my life. I don’t get caught-up in it, I don’t take it home with me. And, I rarely talk about it with friends.
There was a time when I wasn’t this way. I think with each job change I’ve had, I have slowly transformed and haven’t really allowed myself to get worked up over work. It’s not that I am not ambitious, but I don’t care to stress myself out about something, in the whole scheme of it, doesn’t affect my personal life. I feel that as long as I do my job, it’s all good.
I was talking with my friend last night and all she chattered about was work. She’s the friend with the terrible assistant, who fortunately, is leaving the job at the end of this week. Anyways, as I was listening to her I couldn’t help but notice how caught-up she is with work. She may say she isn’t, but when I listen to her I can tell very clearly how much she’s allowing it to affect her life. I mean work is important to me too, doing a good job is important, but I won’t lose a piece of myself in the process, nor am I going to allow myself to be consumed by it.
I’ve learned a lot about myself over the past three years and one thing I know now is that I will never allow myself to get consumed by my career ever again. I’m in a job now that I enjoy and although it has its glitches, when the clock hits 5pm, I don’t think about it till the following day when I’m back at work.
Sometimes it makes me wonder though when I listen to my friend, should I be this passionate about my work? Am I missing something? I am passionate about a lot of things, but work is not one of them. And, yet I don’t think I’m missing out on anything, my friend and I, we’re just two different people.
We’re leaving on vacation together soon, so I’m going to make sure there’s no talk of work and there’s definitely lots of fun to be had. 
