This is where all the magic happens! It’s my little sanctuary away from home. It’s my desk at work. As I’ve mentioned before, I love what I do. This little space helps me to focus and concentrate on the task at hand. There is lots to be said about loving your job. We spend anywhere between eight and ten hours a day (some of us even more) at our jobs on a daily basis.
Every morning I start my day with a hot cup of black tea with milk and a bowl of gluten-free Qia with slivered almonds, cranberries and fresh blueberries while I review the tasks list that I created the night before. I’ll then go over any emails that I didn’t have a chance to answer the night before or that morning from home. The rest of the day is usually pretty chaotic. I get interrupted quite a bit to look into unexpected issues throughout the office but it’s to be expected for what I do. It’s par for the course. I don’t mind it.
Several factors attribute to whether you can love and appreciate where you work and what you’re working towards. I genuinely admire and respect the people I work for and work with. I work in a very creative environment but what makes it so agreeable is that everyone works together for the purpose of the same goal and outcome. That eliminates the strain that comes with internal competition. Everyone has clearly defined roles. I think that significantly attributes to the uncompetitive atmosphere.
We all know what we need to do and what to do to get it done. When in doubt, there is an entire team to turn to that is readily and willing available to help. Obviously, not all is peachy, rosy and koombaya-ish at all times. There are days that can be quite challenging. Issues do arise. People do disagree and egos flare in the prospect of being wounded. It happens at my office as it does in every office in the world. You know you love your place of work if even after an argument has ensued that remains the one place where you ultimately want to be no matter what.
I’ve worked in a place before where I dreaded driving to in the morning. Sunday evenings I went into a terrible funk. A lump would automatically form in my throat at the thought of having to deal with certain people the following day. There is no more miserable feeling than the feeling of entrapment, frustration and disappointment; primarily in oneself. I didn’t want to be in that situation and so I made it my goal to change it. I’m writing this to share with you how fortunate I now feel to really enjoy what I do for a living. But maybe in my writing it, you are reading it because it’ll serve for you as the catalyst that will help you to be a bit more introspective and make you think about your current situation. Or maybe it’ll serve as a reminder as to just how fortunate you are to feel as lucky as I am.
Are you happy at work? Are you happy with what you’re doing? Did you pick the right career? Do you feel you live with a purpose? Do you have something better in mind? Do you have a plan?