My blog has been neglected of late.
Letting go and accepting I wouldn’t update for a few weeks – that I couldn’t – wasn’t easy. I haven’t really had a dry spell since I started blogging more than three years ago.
The first five months of this year have been demanding and non-stop at work, but now the pressure has eased slightly it’s made room in my mind for thoughts like whether I should expect more of myself, in terms of what I do for a living.
I enjoy my job a great deal, most of the time, and it’s often challenging and rewarding. Even so, I’ve been wondering whether there might be something more fulfilling elsewhere, and whether – settled and content as I am – I’m giving my job my all.
Am I being ambitious enough? Would taking a leap be worth the risk? Is it always worth taking a chance, even if it doesn’t work out – because at least you know and you’ve tried?
As some sort of work normality resumed, I’ve had the chance to take some time out and I’ve forced my conscientious little self to take it: hence, the brief blog break.
I love my blog, I love what it brings, and I love that I have a place where I can put my thoughts into some kind of order.
But it will never be my living: I don’t expect it to ever cover my mortgage, and I wouldn’t want it to. So is it right to invest so much time and energy in it, often at the expense of other things that are more important? To give myself additional tasks, pressure, deadlines, responsibilities even after the end of a demanding working week?
Of course, the answer is: everything in moderation. My blog is more than a hobby, but it can never come before my career, my relationships, or my well-being and peace of mind.
I’m pleased to be back here, but I’ve needed the space.
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