All of my life it has been the same story. I thrive on adventure, the excitement of starting something new, pushing boundaries and the love of self expression. I get bored easily if my mind isn’t stimulated. I am quickly tired by monotony. Lack of challenge strips my interest.
Of course life can’t always be adventure and excitement. I understand responsibility and stability have their place too. I have always struggled staying in the same job for more than a couple of years. I get so bored doing the same thing day in and day out. Always expecting the day to be all but a carbon copy of the day before. Papers to be pushed around, requests to be processed, work to be completed, just to come in the next day and do it all over again.
I’m not complaining, I’m thankful to have always had an opportunity to find good jobs. I just can’t say I’ve ever had a fulfilling job. My jobs have always been well paid, with good hours but little to no creativity or importance outside of mundane work I do for a cause that is neither meaningful or appreciated.
I’ve often toyed with making a living doing something that encompasses my inner desire for creativity but let’s face it, I have bills to pay just like everyone else. I can’t subject my kids to living off of a starving artist’s earnings in addition to my husband’s average wage in this devastating job market. On the one hand I think how exhilarating, liberating and fulfilling it would be; on the other hand I think how risky, scary and unstable it would be. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve ventured out and done it on my own before, but I started an in-home daycare. It was something a little more stable but it was a lot of fun and I enjoyed doing projects and spending time with the kids I cared for. Scratch that earlier statement, I have had one short-lived fulfilling job.
I would love to make money selling my crochet items that I’ve spent hours deciphering patterns, pictures and watching videos to make. Maybe I could even make a living writing children’s books or juvenile novels. I’d love to dedicate my life to making a difference and helping others. I could get certified in Reiki and Yoga and help others live a more health conscious lifestyle and dedicate myself to doing the same.
Obviously this is probably more than just a case of creative frustration. It is a desire to live a life that is more fulfilling. I have a feeling that I wouldn’t have much time to be bored offering Yoga classes and Reiki sessions to different people everyday, working on a children’s book or young adult novel and blogging. I guess I will have to save up and in the meantime continue to let my blog be my creative outlet so that I don’t drown in the monotony of office work.
Can you relate? Have you found the balance between working to make a living and finding your creative outlet? Have you gone a step further and make a living from your creative outlet? Do you dream of living off of it? Do you go through phases or are you always yearning for the creative release? Am I alone in my desire to do something I love, even if it means doing something different everyday and not really having a job description?