Failure to Blog: How Time Flies When You're Having...Fun?
I was shocked to look up this morning and realize it's been eight days short of a month since my last blog. Where does the time actually go?
Oh, right. Scheme, hatch, spread, do, sleep, and repeat. The endless cycle on loop, and I do love it, I do. But eventually one has to prioritize the things one WANTS to do above the things one HAS to do.
Blogging is something I love, because I love to write. It's instant satisfaction at my fingertips; a little bit of formatting and a tiny bit of time and presto, you've got yourself a bite-sized nugget of publishable content and you have produced something. And there is a sense of satisfaction in the production of it.
In the grand scheme of things, though, what is more "fun," the fun you have outside of work...or the fun you have in doing it?
I recognize how lucky I am to be a strong example of that old saying: "do what you love and you'll never work a day in your life." I am blessed to have broken my back for people and organizations that I adore for the last dozen years of my working life and, even before that, I managed to always either find fulfilling jobs in arts education or make enough money that I didn't really care. So now that I am working mostly for myself, I find it sometimes hard to value the very, very fun work I do as really being work worth valuing.
A quick example: I am writing a play. This play is already sold and is already cast; it doesn't need to be extraordinary, it doesn't need to be a work of perfect art, hell, it doesn't need to be anything except goofy and easy. But because I enjoy writing, I am taking my time and delving into the details to try and make it perfect, to make myself and my cast members proud. I lose track of time doing this good work. I put in hours and hours above my intended stopping point. I go back. I try again. I fail. I try again.
In my particular cycle there is prescribed time set aside to scheme (drinks with friends, idea-bouncing, furious writing), hatch (make decisions and concrete plans), spread (tell everyone, market the concept), do (make it happen, produce), sleep (rest) and repeat. I find this cycle incredibly fulfilling, but mostly it frustrates my family. Because their idea of fun and my idea of fun are inevitably very different things.
I love my family, and I love spending time with them. But when I rest too long, the rest of my cycle becomes out of whack, and I do not do well without my creative/productive itches being scratched.
So sometimes, I suppose, the things I WANT to do (blog) get pushed aside for the things I WANT to do (like spend time with my family) so I can do the things I WANT to do (like create).
Goodness. I don't know if I've ever been more aware of how blessed I really am to lead the life I lead. I may not have any idea when my next paycheck is coming, but I am more than happy to work hard while I wait. After all, time flies when you are working hard...I mean, having fun!