07 March, 2013
Lately I’ve been feeling extremely lucky, and with each passing day it seems that things just keep getting better and better. I can’t quite believe how fortunate I am, although I am infinitely grateful for it. Someone remarked to me the other day that I am not ‘lucky’, and that luck somehow implies chance, when really my situation is brought on by hard work, skill and being a good person. While that is true to a degree, I still feel incredibly lucky to be being presented with the opportunities I am being presented, because I know a LOT of people who work hard, have amazing skills and are wonderful people and they don’t always have a life filled with rainbows and happiness.
So I shall continue to consider myself lucky…
It’s funny though, the way life happens. You have all these dreams and big plans for yourself and the way you think your life is going to turn out. And it never happens that way. Well, hardly ever. If you had’ve asked me when I was finishing high school what I wanted to do with my life, I would have told you that I was going to be a brave and ruthless journalist who was going to change the world. Asked me a year and a half into my degree I would have said I have no idea but please just let me get through this degree. Asked me at my university graduation with a bit of publication start up experience under my belt and I would have said starting my own sub-culture magazine, but not before being the editor of a high powered women’s lifestyle magazine.
Asked me in my first post-graduate job writing résumés and selection criteria and I would have said I don’t care just get me the frick out of here! Asked me when I was unemployed for 6 months and I would have said dunno, probably nothing, I am shit. Asked me when I was writing recruitment marketing material and I would have said I don’t have time to think about it, I’m too stressed and I hate this place, and then probably burst into tears. Asked me when I was writing property profiles for a real estate investment company and I would have said I’m not sure, I don’t even know what I’m good at anymore and if I even am any good, if I ever was in the first place.
But then along came this little job that I work at now. A job writing the web content for a travel site. It would be ok I guess. It was a LOT of writing, would probably get a bit tedious at times (it definitely has) but it was nice and close to where I lived, the pay was decent, it was something a bit different and it was at least heading back towards being creative and actually applying my craft of writing. I would never have thought to describe it as my ‘dream job’, although I had lost sight of what that was quite some time ago. But a little over 2 years on, that’s exactly what it is. I love my job. And I know there’s not many people who can say that.
I have a great work environment, they don’t mind the way I dress or the fact that I am increasingly becoming covered in more and more tattoos. They like my ideas, they foster my creativity, they care about their employees and they don’t stress me out. I enjoy going to work each day. I am lucky. And I just got a whole lot luckier, because now they’re sending me travelling!! About a week after I get back to work after the USA, they’re sending me to Fiji for 5 days and then about 4 weeks after that I’m off to the Whitsundays for 3 days!! I’m so excited and I just can’t believe my luck!
I’ve only been to Fiji once very briefly and I’ve never been to the Whitsundays so I’m really looking forward to experiencing both of them. To have them happen so soon after the US is also pretty cool, I have to admit I feel like a bit of a jetsetter! But I guess after a 13 hour flight to the USA, some quick flights to Fiji and the Whitsundays will feel like a walk in the park!
I will say this though, you spend a LOT of time at work. It’s such a big part of your life, so it’s not worth being unhappy. I’ve been there, we’ve all been there and sometimes you gotta just pay the bills. Do what you have to do to get by, but never settle for something that doesn’t make you happy at least part of the time. It is not worth it. If you hate it, get out there and find something else.
So what do you do for a crust? Do you love it? If not, what is your dream job?