Hi, my name is Alex, and I’m a workaholic.
When friends text me, “What are you doing?” I often reply with “working.” Because that’s usually what I’m doing. If it’s a weekday, I’m working. If I’m at home, I’m working. Hell, even the weekends aren’t without hours of work. It’s what I do.
That’s not to say that I’m pathetic and without a life. I get out, go out, hang out with friends, go to events, work out, and such. Usually, when friends ask me to hang out, I will, unless I have a deadline or didn’t start working until late afternoon for some reason or another.
But, yes, I would accurately call myself a female workaholic and it’s a term that I’m proud to identify with at this time in my life.
And yet, society makes being a workaholic always a negative thing. Negative images of the stressed out workaholic woman working overtime each day come to mind. She’s without friends or a boyfriend and she’s doing a job she hates and her life is a mess. Come on, you know you’ve seen the images in film and TV.
But that’s not me.
I do work a lot, hence the term — workaholic. If I’m at home and watching TV, I usually have my laptop in my lap and I’m working on something, whether it be work for a client, submitting to literary agents, or work for my blog. But the difference between those negative workaholic stereotypes and me is that I love the work that I do (and they’re stereotypes, duh). I write about travel every day. I write helpful articles for families. I work on a blog that empowers women in multiple ways. And I work from home. Yes, I may work a lot, but at least I love what I do.
I’m not a mom or a wife or a girlfriend. It’s just me! Which means that I’m not beholden to being responsible for anyone else — like a kid or a husband or a boyfriend — and their needs. So this is the time to be a workaholic! Especially since I don’t allow it from preventing me from doing fun and important things that I really want to do like travel or go to events or dinners with friends on the weekend.
“Take time to relax,” you say. And you’d be right, there are times I need to just relax without looking at a computer screen. I’ll usually take four or five hours a day to put down my laptop to cook, workout, or just zone out. However, for the other hours in the day — those are workable hours.
You see, my goal for the next two years is to work my ass off to reach my dreams of being a full-time novelist and a full-time blogger. It’s my hopes that once I reach those two goals, life and work will become a bit more relaxed, and I’ll be able to do things like hire an assistant to help out with tasks associated with my work, so that I can then relax even more. I am not without a plan.
If I live, say an average of 75 years, and I overwork for just two of those years toward my goals and dreams, I can safely say — I’m okay with that. It’ll be worth every hour of work to be a published novelist and a full-time blogger for the rest of my life.
If you want to be a workaholic — be a workaholic. It’s okay to set aside a few years to focus on you and your dreams, even if that means missing out on a few things here and there (though I’d advocate that you set aside “friends” and “me-time” each week). If the work that you do ultimately makes you happy, and will ultimately create a better life for you after a set amount of years — go for it, I say. You owe it to yourself to at least try.