Workaholic? Me? Never!

I never thought of myself as a workaholic, but it seems to have snuck up while I wasn’t looking.

These days I don’t seem to do anything but work. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not unhappy about it – I’m really loving my job and the work I’m doing. It’s not a hardship. And, aside from line dancing (in which my interest waxes and wanes), I don’t have many commitments to non-work related people or activities.

But you know it’s bad when, on your day off, you still check your mail (the joys of 3G and laptops – you can take your office with you everywhere) and agree to attend a meeting. The control freak in me feels very comfortable with this, but not many people understand.

The antidote – plan as many things on leave days as possible. For the 2 days I’ve taken off at the end of this month, I’ll have to arrange to see friends, go to movies, see doctors, dentist, hairdresser and possibly look for a craft class or 2. Leave can be really expensive!