I have recently been impressed by numerous people in my life and the things they put up with at work. Like my mother in law dealing with a boss who makes The Devil Wears Prada look like a walk in the park. Or my brother in law Travis who has to be tied to his phone constantly and deals with things like employees getting in fist fights with clients. Then there's my dad putting in crazy hours, working till 3:00 am, making propane bombs.
There are also more emotionally draining jobs like my mom's. She is pretty much the mother of 500 children, mediating arguments, helping with trama and behavior issues, and putting on school-wide activities. And Nate's dad who is on the front lines of crime and tragedy in our community. Not to mention my sister Amanda who helps keep people alive all night long at the hospital before coming home to a 9 month old baby.
Why do we do it? Why do we put ourselves in such uncomfortable situations? That's right, cold hard cash. Life's necessary evil. But that can't be the only reason, right?... So I pose the question to anyone who reads this blog, what is it about hard work that makes it worth it or that fulfills us?
Maybe I'm just needing a little encouragement and that's why I'm writing this. I'm so burned out. One of the therapists at work came up to me today and asked if I was okay. She said that I seemed kind of drained or sad. That kind of threw me because I thought I had been fairly upbeat and awake during staff meeting.
You know, I think work takes it's toll but in the end it has to be worth it, right? Nate just said it was time for bed so I guess I better get going. Ciao for now!
