I think I'm going to end up gaining the weight that Eric loses.
Folks, my life is crazy busy. But the crazier and busier it gets, the more fulfilling it gets. The thing that suffers, though, is the regular gym-going. It's the first to go when the going gets rough. And by rough I mean crazy busy. It's not that I don't try--I try, plenty!
Over the past year I've become increasingly active in the Asian American health care community, and it's taken over my life. I used to do little things here and there, and spend idle hours studying and staying on top of schoolwork. Now I've turned into that person who stays up until 4am the 3 nights before an exam because she spent all the other nights doing other non-academic school-related things.
I'm speeding into a career that consumes peoples lives, often without a congruent reward--whether the personal reward of a sense fulfillment, or the monetary reward of work well done, or both. I still have yet to see whether I'll be one of the lucky ones who does feel a balance in what I gain in response to what I put in. It consumes me, yes, but will I grow, and be fulfilled by it? Or will I resent it and live only for the weekends, for retirement?
Ask me in 30 years.
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30 years later it'll be too late! You should ask yourself every 3 or 4 years and then do the infamous mid-career switch. Every 4 years. Eek, don't listen to me actually.
Sometimes, I crawl into the house so I don't have to take my shoes off.
I don't know what I'm doing at home in WA!! It's already mid-January 2008, I've got this tutoring biz now, and yet, I still haven't stopped looking for that job in SF- am I crazy? I should just stay in WA, is what the rational 1/4 of my brain says. But the irrational 3/4 says "c'mon let's go, keep looking!"
Can't wait to hear about the intense ajooma. next time, just tell em to bugger off
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