I’ve always loved January. Most people hate it. The pressure it too much; they’ve spent too much in December, and the month just keeps on going. But I love it.
Until this year.
Every other January, in my adult life, I’ve been super productive. I’m one of those people who thrives on the “blank slate” idea. However, this January, I did nearly nothing of importance. The years previously, I had written a new book by now or at least wrote a significant amount of one – but not this year. This year, instead I was working. Full time. Immersed in the 9-5 grind that leaves me lifeless and exhausted afterward.
Ah, well. There’s nothing to be done about it now. Except I did do something – I took my life back into my own hands. With the disappointment of what my life has become since taking the 9-5 job, I had a few options. Either accept it for what it is. Quit the job entirely. Apply like crazy for other jobs. Or work myself into a coma in order to live the life I want (ish) around the 9-5.
I chose to quit. (I’m good at quitting, you see).
However, the universe had my back – thanks, Universe.
When I gave in my resignation, the universe gave me another choice that I didn’t know I had – to work at my current job part-time instead. It seems my boss rather likes me, and so he has helped me to stay with the company but also take a part of my life and my time back.
And so, from February, I am a part-time worker again; but this time, not in retail which made me feel like a failure (retail isn’t for failures, by the way, it’s just my circumstance that made me feel this way after dropping out of university blah blah blah).
This means I will hopefully be able to change my lifestyle and grow in the way I want to. This means I can write my own things. This means I can breathe again. This means I can be who I want to be, not who I was being forced to be…
I don’t know if this was the right choice, but it is the option that presented itself when I decided to take my life back. We’ll see what happens, but I am excited to see what this year will bring me now.
My motto for this year is: “It’s Time…” So, let’s see what it’s time for.
2018, I’m finally ready. And here’s to February, my second January. May it be filled with productive moves.