relaxation and busywork

dirty dishes in the kitchen sink

dirty dishes in the kitchen sink

While trying to manage all of my many responsibilities, I found that my productivity suffers the most when I let myself worry too much about the busy work I have to do each day. I used to put so much pressure on myself to get everything done that I usually got nothing done and instead wound up sitting on the couch watching television. Afterwards, I often felt extremely guilty for not only failing to get everything done, but also for wasting perfectly good relaxation time.

So after a few months of this, I finally figured out a way to keep up my productivity, get the busy work done, and still have time to relax. I decided to try to combine my relaxation time with the busy work. I don’t always do it, but I’ve learned that with certain tasks, I can adjust my attitude and actually become quite relaxed by the mindlessness of them. I found that by combining relaxation time with the tasks, I actually create more quality time for myself at the end of the day, and I get my bigger, more important tasks accomplished much quicker.

I first got this idea one day while washing the dishes. I came out of a weird trance to discover how intently, but calmly I was wiping dry each dish. I realized that the activity of it, the routine of flipping the dish over, then stacking it, was actually pleasing to me. I usually hate doing dishes, but that day I was sort of enjoying myself. I realized that if only I could change the way I thought of doing the dishes, then I could get something out of it. Instead of thinking of it as a chore, I started thinking of it as a puzzle to solve or a game to play.

I understand that this sounds a bit childish, but I think in order to be able to accomplish these tasks, I had to change my perspective. I tried applying this new perspective to the other tasks I hate, like folding laundry and answering emails. I was mostly successful this way too. I combined, for example, my email checking with my morning coffee. In the mornings, I like to sit outside and drink my coffee as I wake up. Because my mind is so used to the relaxation of this activity, I found that adding one simple task to it, like checking my email, didn’t actually disturb me all that much. I told myself that I could enjoy the morning and answer one or two emails. Then later, I wouldn’t feel stressed about those two emails while I was working on a bigger, more important project.

That has been the greatest advantage of this experiment so far: I have more energy to focus on the bigger things in my life, because the anxiety over the little things has lessened. Combining my relaxation time with my busy-work has allowed me to sort of enjoy both. Then at the end of the day, I can really sit back and relax, knowing full well I’ve accomplished all my goals, and all because of a slight attitude adjustment.

This guest post is contributed by Olivia Coleman, who writes on the topics of online colleges and universities. She welcomes your comments at her email Id: olivia.coleman33 @gmail.com.

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early retirement or meaningful work?

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For years I have dreamed of early retirement.
The idea that someday I would be free to pursue leisure, and have time to do what I wanted, haunted me. It was the driving goal of my investing and saving plan. That was after I read Rich Dad, Poor Dad (yes, I know, but it gave me a new perspective) - but before I left my last employer to become a consultant.

What I’ve realized since then is that I don’t want early retirement. I don’t want to stop working at all. What I do want is to find work I enjoy, or at least tolerate. There are a lot of advantages to work. I’m not talking about 9-to-5 corporate work, but just work in general; freelancing, public service work, contract consulting, whatever you like. If you like 9-to-5 corporate work, fine.

Work gives you a structure and meaning - if it’s good work. Work provides you income, of course, which isn’t a small factor. Work gives you a sense of self - again, if it’s work that you can identify with. Work can sometimes provide colleagues, or challenging opportunities.

Work can also drag you down. If you don’t like what you do, early retirement is the best escape. Getting away as soon as possible is the only exit. I don’t think this applies just to people who work in white-collar jobs, either. Some people work at heavy labor or in non-white collar jobs who love it. My father-in-law is happiest doing manual work, for example - gardening or building things. I think he would detest a desk job now, although he worked at one for most of his life. Work doesn’t have to be high-tech or “cool” - just something that makes you happy.

For me, meaningful work is something that you enjoy. I know people who love accounting, for example. They like the complexity, the challenge of figuring out the interplay of accounts and the theology of GAAP. I don’t. I know people who love making things, and corporate politics, and writing, and teaching, and a myriad of occupations. I also know people who do work they hate, and people who do work they love. Most of my life I’ve been someone who worked at something I hate while seeking something I love. I think - but don’t know - I’ve found something I love in writing, but it comes and goes in spurts. I started writing this blog to practice writing, then morphed into a personal finance blog. Putting myself in that box has hampered my writing a bit, so I’m going to try to write on a broader range of topics in the future - because I still want to find work that means something to me.

If you can find something that makes sense to you, as a person, early retirement is pointless. I honestly believe that if I ever find my groove as a writer - I haven’t yet - I could be happy writing up until the day I die. Early retirement would be pointless. I’m not a good enough writer to earn a living writing yet, so I have to supplement with other work. I suck as a writer. I have a long way to go to be - by my own measure - creative, although I tickle my own ego by thinking I’m technically proficient. But I have realized that my real dream is not early retirement, as I often thought it was. I dreamed of days of leisure. I’ve had those days now, as I’ve been unemployed. I don’t want leisure. I want work with meaning. My real dream is finding meaningful work, and it should be everyone’s dream.

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