Being at home has been brutal! I love to get dressed up everyday and accomplish something, its how I roll. Notwithstanding this, my job is not my life or my identity. It is a means to have enough money to enjoy my life and a great place to make friends.
This morning I was talking to my sister and she asked me when I was going back to work. I won't know until I begin my rehabilitation program next week. I told her that as eager as I am to go back to work, my number 1 priority is my health, family and friends. She then continued to lecture me on my bad attitude and lack of caring about my job. Wow! Check out the judgement! She was aghast that my job is a means to have my life and is not my life. I'm not going to lie to you, at first I was pissed! After some reflection, I'm now sad. Our working years don't last forever and during our working years we build a foundation for our retirement. My foundation is not only financial, but social and emotional. I can say with some confidence that my retirement will be full of love and friendship. If my whole sense of being was based on a job where I was easily replaced where would that leave me.
Remember that although we can be replaced at work, we can never be replaced in the important relationships in our lives!
Xoxo
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