Part of the skinny jeans magical life is having the perfect job/career. Back in college, I used to daydream about being a fashion designer, a TV anchor, a movie director, a chef, an architect, and a pilot. Yes, I was ambitious with all my dream careers, but the beauty of dreams is that you can do everything, so why not indulge. The commonality in all my daydreams was an element of bliss. I always pictured myself not only with a huge smile on my face but with a glow like that glow women get when they are in love or pregnant.
When I think back on my career, I have had jobs, many in fact, where I was really happy for a time but never blissful. I have met people who have been blissful in their work. You know it immediately because you see it in their eyes, and yes, they too have the glow. I also know that when I wasn't happy at work, I would eat more. I'm an emotional eater, so when I'm sad, depressed, bored, or scared, I eat. I used to wonder if there is a correlation with weight and level of happiness on the job. The same people who were blissful in their work, I noticed, were also slim or healthy size.
I fess up and admit that my heart was not with me in that job I got canned from the other day. Really, they did both of us a favor. The people were very nice to me, and on a personal level I really liked all of them, and would hang out with them at a barbecue. To be honest, I think the lack of heart thing is due to the fact that I have been in corporate marketing for well over a decade now, and there is no more room to grow and learn because I do not want to be a VP or Chief Marketing Officer in a corpse-oration. Frankly, I do not want to be an "employee" any more to work for a paycheck. I want to be an owner, and I know that that is where the new doors are open for me. If your heart is not in your job, where would it be? Maybe it's time to listen to your heart, and make things happen.
