Another Day Another Month Another Year

I am 50 years old now.  It's hard to believe.  That wonderful birthday arrived last December, along with a nice AARP invitation peeking out of my mailbox about the same time.  AARP......Geesh.....

Where did all the years go?  For the first time in my life, I am starting to feel my age, both mentally and physically.  That thought scares me to death. 

For the last couple of months, I have been devoting on average, about 65-70 hours each week to my job.  It is certainly taking it's toll.  My kids have started telling me that I work too much, and that is never a good thing to hear. (it actually breaks my heart)   Trust me when I tell you that I do not want to work myself to death, but I'm afraid that's what I'm doing. 

Work should not occupy 90% of the hours that I am awake.  It's not healthy.   It's cost me friendships, relationships, and now it's starting to interfere with time with the boys.  I can't have that.

I fought tooth and nail to obtain as much time with Christopher and Aidan as I could.  Even with all the effort, I still had half of their childhood stolen from me.  I'll be damned if I let my job steal any more.

I have never been a "clock watcher" when it comes to working.  I have always done whatever it takes to get the job done right.  I still carry that same work ethic now, but something has to give.  I cannot continue the pace that I currently maintain.

Starting Monday, I am going to turn over a new leaf.  I have to allow time for the few precious important things in my life.  My health and my children.

I am going to start updating this blog more often.  It will serve as my chronicle of change. 

I will still give 100% effort to my job, but only during business hours.  As Harry Callahan once said:

"A man has got to know his limitations"

William