Find Balance Doing What You Want and What Your Boss Want

Two days from the time that I’m typing this blog post in my electronic tablet, I and my fellows will celebrate our second month with Saudi Arabia.

Most of the unusual were now normal to me.

From the twenty-sixth day of November, I and one of my fellow Filipino engineer started to report to the office. At last, my world would be a little bit bigger now. This is another challenge for me to blog. Unlike before, my time is limited. I tried to wake-up early, but I’m too sleepy to think of what should I blog about. Then I tried after work, almost the same, I’m too tired to think.engineer started to report to the office. At last, my world would be a little bit bigger now. This is another challenge for me to blog. Unlike before, my time is limited. I tried to wake-up early, but I’m too sleepy to think of what should I blog about. Then I tried after work, almost the same, I’m too tired to think.

Photo Credit: Makia Minich via 500px cc

Photo Credit: Makia Minich via 500px cc

The Job Versus Art

It is in his book “Linchpin” that I read Seth Godin says that the job is what you do when you are told what to do while art is what you do when no one can tell you exactly how to do it. Yeah, I’m one of the Sethoholics who got awed by his ideas. I understand his writings, but I can’t explain them with clarity. He uses many words that force me to look at Merriam-Webster Dictionary apps. He even invented his own definition for words like Linchpin, Purple Cow, Ideavirus and Permission Marketing.

Taking the words of Seth, I think I’ve been to many jobs. From school, I’ve been obedient to my parents, teachers, and classmates. After college, I then became obedient to my bosses and workmates. Now, I’m still obedient.

As far as I know, I’m currently working with an agent company owned by Pakistanis. Our Pakistani boss told us to review the standards and specifications of the company that we will be sent to. I admit I got bored reading them. I’m an avid reader of books, but not those in textbook formats. I think he gave us maybe gigabytes (mine is 546 megabytes) of files mostly with pdfs. How in the world can we read all of that!? I still read them as part of the job. I got the instruction, I just need to comply. They pay me for that.us maybe gigabytes (mine is 546 megabytes) of files mostly with pdfs. How in the world can we read all of that!? I still read them as part of the job. I got the instruction, I just need to comply. They pay me for that.

Again, taking the words of Seth, this blog is my art. I still found myself stupid calling myself an artist. I have to act one to be one. Or, maybe be confident enough to accept who I already was. No one told me to pursue writing, I just decided to begin. I don’t have a sudden divine anointing from God. That’s why this is pursuance. I’m still in the courtship of owning the title of being a writer. I didn’t get even a cent as of now with this blog. I’m thankful though of how I became more as a person without receiving anything tangible in return.

If I’m not blogging, at least a day should not pass that I haven’t written about anything in my Diaro apps. The balance between doing what you been told and what you believe you’re supposed to be doing is daunting.

The Two Hard Workers

Many of us have two different personalities. The one is a personality that works hard to follow an order. The other is a personality that follows his heart. The two both work hard. In some cases, either of the two became lazy.

Another breakthrough for me was I found here a computer shop. So now I can type not just with a touchscreen, but also with a keyboard. I still prefer though writing at home so I just proofread my previous blog posts and add pictures with a desktop computer. I consider that it’s hard work to edit my past write-ups and choose the right picture. Finding my own mistakes is hard because I’m subjective.

I did another hard work today, from morning ’till afternoon, I did a lot of house chores. I washed the dishes, mopped the kitchen floor, hand-washed hell-of-a-lot of clothes and ironed my clothes for tomorrow’s job. By the way, our rest day is every Friday only, so I have to prepare everything today.

My mother used to do all of these for me. I want to be at least half as hard-working as her when it comes to house chores. The reward of the feeling of being more independent was worth all the effort.

My hand is aching so as my heart. I know I have to do something else. I’ve been longing to do a blog post for days. Just for the joy of it. This is better than watching pornography. I knew it because I’ve been there. That’s another story.

It’s Challenging That’s Why It’s Worth It

It’s hard to start something without permission. It’s also hard to own something you’re not sure if yours.

“Don’t wish for less challenge, wish for more wisdom.” ~Jim Rohn

We all have personal difficulties. That’s part of being fully alive. I know many still live like zombies who just want to cope with life. I know exactly what it’s like to be, don’t be like that.

Forgive me for deceiving you with my blog post title, but there’s really no balance. The same with work-life balance, it is just an illusion. There’s no such thing as time management as well. Please correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s the way I see things.

We can just manage our priorities. If you think there’s a way to comply with other people’s agenda while pursuing your own calling without the pressure between the two, then you know something that must be shared with the world. Most likely, I guessed all of us can agree that pressures are part of our life’s journey.

Accept these challenges as opportunities for learning.

If you come across something challenging, maybe it’s a clue that you’re on something worth doing.

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