I hate schedules. Rather, I hate scheduling my more creative pursuits. I’m a pantser by nature, as you are all well aware.
Yet, I think it may be time that I caved and made some sort of schedule for myself.
Let’s be real for a minute. My main goal in life is to be able to live off my more creative pursuits comfortably without having a day job in a decent house with a pack of dogs. Rachel will be there too with a room dedicated to her aquariums.
My current day job is totally fine. It has a steady schedule, a good paycheck, awesome benefits, my office-mates are cool… But it’s definitely not what I had wanted to do with my life.
(Like, there’s math involved. I don’t like math. I’m good at it, but I prefer words.)
However, I’m willing to sticking it out there for a little while, raise a good nest egg and all that, but my plans also include early retirement from the place. Being honest, it’s the kind of job where, because I’m only in my mid-twenties right now, I could very well retire from there in only about 25 years, which is hella early compared to other jobs that those in my generation are in. I’d be stupid to let this opportunity slip by.
But my heart is with writing, drawing, and dogs
So, a schedule I shall create. Rachel has been suggesting it for a while, usually prefacing her little spiel with, “I know you don’t like them and your mind doesn’t really work this way, but have you ever thought of doing this…?” and it’s high-time I implement her suggestion. Hey, it works for her just fine and having her around could be the little push I need to keep said schedule.
Maybe I can think of it as a strategy game… I like those.
Obviously, my schedule needs to work around my day job, which is simple because it’s set hours, unlike the opening, closing, overnight shifts that I got in my previous retail jobs. Once I figure out my schedule, I’ll post it on here so everyone can hold me accountable.
I need to do this. I need to write, I need to improve my art, I need to be able to help and rescue dogs (or any animals, really). My day job is steady and secure, but I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the easy and safe future that it’ll provide. A solid and safe future is important, but what’s life without a little risk and happiness?