Work/Life Balance

I’m nearing three weeks of training at my new job—soon to be let loose on my own. Right now I’m training for the sales floor, fitting shoes, etc. Let me just say now—everyone has their own particular foot. The FBI uses fingerprints, forensics use dental records to ID bodies. All someone needs to do is take off their sock and I can see right away what distinguishes this customer.

So, I’m getting used to doing diagnostics and suggesting different kinds of shoes.

At this moment I’m not getting a lot of hours, hoping that changes soon. I’ve gone back and forth with myself whether to let management know that I actually need to be scheduled more. Between bouts of anxiety about money, I’ve also been enjoying the relaxed feel of this spring and early summer. I have time to read and catch up with writing without cramming it in. I have moments without the pressure of “having to do.” I can wake u and not have to rush to get things done before riding off to work for 8 hours a day and come home exhausted. I can hold the baby or hang out with Jack around the sandbox without the guilt of knowing I’m neglecting my to-do list.

I believe this is referred to as work/life balance.

I’m not quite ready to retire—whatever that will mean—but I can certainly live with this feeling of being in the moment, giving myself a break.