I’m lucky to have a job. I’m even luckier that said job is something that I enjoy, and that I found it without having to deal with unemployment for any real length of time. This past October, I celebrated my one-year anniversary with my company- and I’ve definitely learned a lot in the last 12 (okay well, 15) months.
Sometimes I miss the sense of freedom that I had in college. Now don’t get me wrong- I do live alone and absolutely love that. But you can’t just skip a day of work or another job-related obligation to attend spur of the moment events like you can when you’re in college. You grabbed tickets to that game last minute? Sure, just get the notes from the lecture from a friend. Not so easy in ‘adult’ life.
Responsibility is something that I struggle with all the time. I love to take on new challenges, new tasks. But sometimes, I have a moment where it hits me that maybe I have a little too much on my plate. I run into this problem at my job quite often, because I hate to say no if someone asks me to help with a project- no matter how trivial it is. You want me to sit and type up a sheet of contact addresses for you? No problem, I’ll get it done.
Sometimes I forget that I do have these responsibilities that I’ve taken on, and it’s not so easy for me to just put my life on pause and come back to it when I’m ready. Take today for example. I had someone reach out to me with an amazing opportunity to attend a set of live recordings being done next week in Vermont- we’re talking all expenses covered, four days at a ski resort in Vermont, free private concerts, the whole deal. If you know me, you know that there are few things that I love more than live music.
College me would have literally dropped everything to attend this. Skipped classes, rehearsals, work, whatever- I can make it all up. But today I had to take a step back and remember the commitments that I’ve made. Should I really take four days off work before January is even over? No. I’ll kick myself for that later. It was probably one of the biggest, what I like to call, ‘adult moments’ that I’ve had in quite awhile.
It may sound silly, but I’m a little proud of myself. Sure, I was bummed about it and whined about it for the majority of the afternoon (sorry?) but in the long run, it’s really the best choice I could have made. I have to remember that sometimes I just need to take a step back and remember how lucky I am that I have things that I am responsible for, and that that is enough.