It’s been a little over two months since I left my job at the bank to seek happiness (as the parting announcement explained).
Contrary to some predictions, I’m neither sleeping in and reading books all day, nor getting the hankering to ask for my old job back. In fact, I continue to feel that the decision to abandon gainful employment for creative and learning ventures was the right one. I still have difficulties fitting everything I want to get done each day into a day, but I know that everything that I do get done is interesting and relevant and a step towards what I want my future to be.
Still, spending time (which always seems to be such a limited resource) on projects that don’t quite work out can be incredibly frustrating. For example, I spent most of a week painting a moss mural on the side of our garage – it was going to be crazy awesome living growing art, except it’s simply not growing. It may be that this summer is too hot and dry for moss to happily adapt itself to new surroundings after being transported there via blender.
And so, even though at least a year would have to pass before the success of my whole endeavor can be realistically evaluated, it still good to stop and survey the progress every couple of months to get some perspective.
In my previous life as an analyst, after two months at a new job all you could reasonably expect to have achieved is this: to have all the necessary applications and tools configured, to have all the IDs and accesses set up, to have read a couple of thick welcome packages, signed off on company policies, and acquired a glimmer of hope of understanding a few of the acronyms you’re being bombarded with.
Considered in this perspective, I have actually got quite a bit done.
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