Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Sharing.

It's been a while since I've shared thoughts, so here's one.

It came over a hotpot party I was attending. Got stuck into many a conversation, and when asked what I did, my answer was simple, but easily read as cryptic. I said, "I'm trying hard not to work."

A few faces of amazement, some of bewilderment, others of cynicism, I had to present my case.

I shared my understanding of the machinery civilized, patriotic folk are trapped in. The cycle of endless work, time bankruptcy, a life where true enjoyment of things around us are an occasion bonus facilitated by annual leave, or the sickie (come on we all do) could be broken by a simple (not to be misconstrued as simplistic), rule of thumb.

Breaking through the barrier of the 8-10 hour work day was the key. When we get the much vaunted first full-time job, we're trapped straight away. Case in point - how many activities can you engage in after coming home tired from work? Dinner, the odd movie out, the fortnightly drinks with buddies that do not end too late coz you've got to maximise the rest of the weekend?

I had a simple solution. By learning to make the best of the things I enjoy, I found a middle path. Gainful employment with a worthwhile pursuit, and the luxury of being free from the work day cycle. I now teach drums (3 regular students), give English tuition (4 regular students), work at a furniture chain selling sofas (twice a week), grow my own vegetables, work remotely for the academic institution as an academic associate, and pursue the PhD dream all at once; they are all things I enjoy and have come to know as an integral part of me. To top it off I play in two bands, and one's halfway through recording an album for release in Australia this year. My activities are blocked into no more than 2-3 hour chunks. Which means one simple thing - more time to do more things and enjoy the fruits of being alive. It's not been without his share of hitches and scary bank balances, but I am enjoying what I love doing. Been able to travel and wander around much too. Hence.

Trying hard not to work. Enjoying what I do, making a living out of it, and being free from 8-10 hour blocks, unless I choose to.

Of course I have more obligations than most, but heck. It can't be all too perfect. We're here on earth. Yes I lose out on medical benefits, the works, et al. Let's see how I can learn to find a middle path that'll incorporate that too.

Thanks for reading!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

i'm not sure working in itself is a bad thing. marrying oneself to one's work, getting all obsessed over it, and enshrining it above all else in life are bad things, but working taken in moderation?

i believe you're acquainted with the "brain is like a muscle" theory circulating in scientific circles, and the scary stories of dementia catching up like a thief in the night on retirees. so we might just have to grudgingly admit that working in moderation does have health benefits (the gahmen is so going to like this pitch -- watch out for the next raise in the retirement age).

i'm reminded of the fox and the hedgehog:

http://www.kheper.net/topics/typology/Fox_and_Hedgehog.html

your solution of doing many things in small chunks typifies the fox, and i think other foxes trapped in their jobs will warm up to your idea.

but hedgehogs can be happy too: i believe some people do knock off late because they want to and they really like what they do.

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