We think lots about how much we make at work. But do you ever stop to think how much your work costs you?
I seem to be having more conversations with people these days where they say something like, “I hate my job, but the money is just too good”.
So they continue on being miserable and stressed for 40-60 hours a week, and all they ever seem to end up with is a slightly bigger house, a slightly nicer vacation each year, and a slightly nicer car.
Yet they’re still miserable. Because they hate what they do, they’re stressed about, and it consumes their mind.
So to get away from it, they go home to their slightly nicer house and binge watch House of Cards on their slightly larger TV.
Only to wake up and do the same thing again the next day.
The problem is that we’ve defined success based on money/things and not on what’s really valuable – quality time for the things we love.
Reframe the question.
How much time do I need for the people I love or the things I really want to do with my life?