This is a bit of a tough one, because when one thinks of “work”, a job often comes to mind. At least, that’s what my mind defaults to.
My perspective on jobs has changed a lot in the past nine months or so. I now tend to view them more as a means to an end than as a “career” or anything like that. To that end, my philosophy is now money vs. miles and expectations.
How much money can I get for the least amount of driving and doing as little as possible?
Now, don’t mistake that for “laziness”, my friends. I still believe in earning one’s money. It’s when the expectations for said money become an insurmountable workload.
No thank you. Been there, done that. Never going back again.
And if someone offers me more money and an even more favorable workload? Hell yes, I’m interested. Don’t care if I have worked somewhere for thirteen years or four months. I’m doing what benefits me most.
Now, if we are talking “hard work” as in, a good workout, a personal project, or helping a friend with the same? Then yes, that can be very fulfilling.
Please make note of the workout pants. Even though that isn’t my default attire.
A good workout because first, I truly enjoy it, and second, it helps me towards my strength, health and fitness goals.
Working on a personal project for myself or a friend (or family member), because it’s something I like, and/or it’s helping out someone I care about.
If we are talking those kinds of hard work, then yes, I do feel they can be fulfilling.
And one can respect or even have a passion for their “job”. Just take it from someone who knows: Keep it all in perspective, lest it consume and burn you out.
Stay well, my friends.
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