I'm making a concerted effort to shed some of my Type-A tendencies this year. Starting work at 8. Stopping work at 5. Taking lunch, or at least a lunch break. Not filling my off-hours with work-related stuff, unless it's a TRUE EMERGENCY (as opposed to a me-generated emergency). It's not that I'm terribly passionate about my job, as such. It's more about how hard I am on myself. If I don't go-go-go 24/7, then when (not if, when) I 'fail' (my own definition of 'fail'), I will have to suffer through the self-inflicted pain and guilt: "If I had only worked more/harder/longer", "This is all MY fault" and "I have disappointed people".
Believe it or not, it's my boss who is helping me down this new (to me) road. Just this week, he said, "I wish you could see yourself the way others see you." He hates seeing me 'punish' myself and get stressed out over things that are beyond my control or no big deal.
My annual review took place right before the holidays, and it was very, very, very good. I read it several times during my vacation. I also got a promotion, which was awesome. So what I'm battling right now is knowing that my Type-A, workaholic behavior is what got me that promotion and great review. That makes it really tough to change, even though I suspect I got those great rewards in spite of how crazy I make myself instead of because of it.
I am glad it's Friday. I'm ready to kick back and explore this thing called "relaxing". Mr. Gamegrrl works until about 10 tonight, and my usual activity when that happens is to work until he gets home.
Not tonight, baby. I am gonna do something I want to do. Maybe bake something. Or read. Or... I dunno. But I will NOT WORK.