Yes, I’m a success junkie.
Yes, I’m a Type-A personality.
Yes, I’m a work-a-holic.
Yes, these things do come at a price.
Why do I come down with something illness-related once every week or two? Gee, I dunno.
Maybe because I haven’t had but one honest to God day off since before the first of the year?
Yeah…have a day job. It pays the bills and keeps us insured.
Yeah…have a studio. It’s nice. It’s fun. According to the IRS it is now a hobby.
Yeah, I am a Mary Kay lady. It’s nice. It’s fun, and according to the IRS it isn’t a hobby yet.
But all of the above? They eat about 90 hours a week combined. I have some hard choices to make.
Where can I cut back?
I am also a lover of challenges. Someone throws a challenge down and for whatever reason, I have to meet or exceed it.
I think this is where the problem lies.
I think it’s time for this girl to sit back, do some meditation and reflection and determine what the priorities are in my life, because if I don’t? There won’t be a life.
The wick is but so long.