“People know you for what you’ve done, not for what you plan to do.” ~Author Unknown
Ouch–that touches a nerve. I often joke that my headstone will read ‘she had the best of intentions’. Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I try to do too much….and there just aren’t enough hours in the day to get it all done.
Then there are other days that I think I just don’t work fast/hard/efficiently enough. Everyone has the same 24 hours, right? Why is it that I don’t seem to accomplish all I ‘should’ with mine?
I’m old enough now to see the bitter dichotomy of work alive in my life: I know that there is more to life than work AND I know that there’s more to enjoy in life when I work and am paid for that work.
Because let’s face it…all those fun things I want to do–travel, own a home with pretty things, put my kids in school, shop, etc–take money. Not just a little money, but serious money. Thing is, I’ve never been motivated by money alone, and I’m wondering if that’s where my problem has been.
I’m left pondering if I want to work more and possibly spend less time with my kids (does that teach them the value of hard work, or does it teach them that Mom would ‘rather’ work than spend time with them?); work smarter so I earn more in the same amount of time invested; or resort to the fact that I’ll never be wealthy if defined by my bank balance.
I know people who represent all these choices, and I respect them all for what they’ve built and/or believe in. My problem is I waver–I want it all–to be a super mom, a super entrepreneur, a super giver, a super everything. That’s do-able….right?