For a long time I've been unhappy in my work. Maybe forever. Yes, I know, regular readers will be groaning and sighing that I am back on this subject! It is a recurring theme here at One Little Acorn!
I have always envied those people who have had an unquestionable certainty about their calling from an early age. I wished I had the same drive, the same determined direction. Instead, it seems like I have stumbled from one thing to the next, changing paths in the search for something that feels right but still missing the target. I have shifted a number of times in my work life, jumping in at the deep end, paddling like crazy to get up to speed and learning on the run. I have worked in different roles, from being in charge, to answering orders, liaising with clients and management. Doing the juggling that is required in an attempt to keep everyone happy. Often at my own detriment.
I am not afraid of hard work, and think I would love my job - if only I knew what that job should be!
I met a friend of my parent's the other night and the conversation turned (as it often does in early introductory conversation) to my work life. When I told him I didn't like my job, he seemed disappointed. When I told him I was bored and my job lacked challenge, he was horrified.
And having considered this for some moments, he gave me some sound advice. Advice that an active, intelligent octogenarian is well qualified to give... And I'm going to leave it with you to ponder, as I have done for the last few days. Because, no matter your age, job, lifestyle, your financial status, your weight or your education, no matter where you are in life, his statement is relevant.
You must always have a mountain to climb.
*Image from here