Fellow blogger and Maxis10 reviewer 1Earth once asked me what is it that I actually do for a living because, according to him, I don’t seem to do anything (!). I laughed and said something along the lines of — I do have a day job; I just hardly ever write about it, if at all.
It’s a valid point he made. All I seem to talk about — on my blog and on Twitter — is travel, which I do a lot of, but not all the time. And even though my blog’s tagline mentions work (“Losing sleep over kids, work, travel & photography“), I’m having difficulty finding a single blog post that talks about work. This is probably the first one!
You see, work takes up a huge portion of my life — some 8 hours of it from Mondays to Fridays, a good number of hours at night or in the wee hours of dawn (when deadlines loom), sometimes even on weekends and public holidays (for those dreaded ‘extraordinary’ events that require immediate action). As I type that out, only then do I realise just how big a chunk of my life goes towards work!
So as I was saying, as if it’s not bad enough that work takes up such a huge chunk of my life, push email technology means that emails reach me no matter where I am for as long as there is data coverage, and my mobile phone being on 24/7 means that you can always reach me by phone (if you have my number) except when I’m flying or run out of battery which is something really, really rare because I almost always have a car charger and a spare battery with me wherever I go (mostly out of paranoia should anything happen to my kids, heaven forbid!).
Therefore, my dear Virginia, work is the last thing I’d like to talk about or write about in whatever spare time I have. I cannot — for the life of me! — survive if I’m to think, breathe, discuss work 24/7. I’d die! I almost did. Figuratively, that is. That’s why I started this blog in the first place.
The ironic thing is — the more work I have piling up and the more deadlines I have to meet, the more ideas I get for blog posts! My mind seems to take on a life of its own and intuitively attempts to escape through yet another blog post.
P.S. I don’t mean to sound ungrateful about my job. I am grateful. I really am. Especially since it has made most of my travels possible. But I *need* to do something other than work (i.e. writing and photography) in order to keep my sanity intact. So thank you, dear readers, for reading my blog posts and commenting along the way. Indirectly, you are all keeping me sane ;)