Well, today arrived far too soon for my liking. Yesterday was a veritable hubbub of activity – work, shopping, ironing, dishes & midnight chats with Mr ShoeThatAlwaysFits on his return from an 18 hour day.
This morning arrived far quicker than I anticipated – I wasn’t really prepared to haul my carcass out of bed and make myself look presentable for the day ahead. I didn’t even have a particularly full diary. But my day turned into such a Tuesday. There were good meetings and bad meetings, emails were down briefly in the morning and the landlines went down in the afternoon meaning that we had to divert all incoming calls to mobiles. Nothing too disastrous but nonetheless irritating – although there were amusing interludes when individual ringtones (normally everyone sets their phones to a gentle vibrate) were resonating around the office, mine is set to Paradise City by Guns n Roses. You can take the girl out of the 1990s but you can’t stop her from channelling her inner rock chick (knee slides optional).
So here I am in the terrible dilemma, settle down with a good solid gin and slim, or hit the gym. Actually, I know the answer to that one, it’s time to unleash some pent up frustrations and, following Axl’s example, it’s time to put on the lycra. Bring it on Slash, give me some riffs. Take me down to the Paradise City…
I’ll admit it, I don’t always have a fully formed life plan. I’m just not that ambitious. I’m driven, which is different, but most people feel more comfortable having a bit of a life plan mapped out, so that they can check how they’re getting on in life. I often like not knowing, and whilst I’ve planted seeds, have moved on before they get a chance to spread their roots.
I love my job, I’ve pretty much loved most of the jobs I’ve done in life, but I’ve never once awoken thinking, “Yes, that’s the job I want to do for the rest of my life”. My motto is to do the best job I can – that’s what I do. That’s all I’ve ever wanted – to be the best that I can be.
It’s the honest answer, but it confuses people. They need to believe that I had a game plan all along, that I categorically went through each career choice with a focus on gaining each new skill to make a better life for myself. I didn’t. I’ve changed jobs when I’ve needed a change, I’ve moved into new roles when I’ve needed new challenges and along the way, I’ve found that this approach works for me. I adapt to new situations and want to try new things, it’s as simple as that.
This is a core aspect of my personality – I want to try new things – although, I rarely stick at one thing long term. At this very moment, I’m supposed to be doing a 16 mile exercise extravaganza, instead I’m choosing to write this blog.
I will start that 16 mile extravaganza within the next few minutes because I do have a long term goal in mind, to be bikini-fit in my 40’s, but a couple of decades worth of decadence is harder to get rid of than it was to put on.
Anyway, it’s ok not to have a plan, and it’s ok to change your mind as you go through life. Just stay true to yourself, be kind to others and believe that you can be best you can be. You just have to get off your backside and do it.