Is our life defined by work or our work defined by our life?
Recently I have started a new job and already it has shaped my life to the point of no recognition.
I have long battled against the idea of being forced into things just because that is â€˜the way we do itâ€™. I have swung full circle and found myself working for a big multinational again.
I guess I have been trying to make my lifestyle do my work but now I find my work becoming my lifestyle.
The sacrifice is time and the reward is money but is it.
I am finding that there are very few things in life which I do on a regular basis which donâ€™t have a ripple effect on the rest of my life.
I am very fortunate in many, many, many ways and I know this. I am not questioning that, what I am questioning is â€œwhat is it that we really sacrifice by our work?â€