Thursday, September 30
To work or not to work....
I used to be an OT junkie. I couldn't get enough. My average hours were in the mid-50's and most weeks I only took one day off. I didn't write much in those days but found my accomplishment in the work I did.
Fast forward a few years and the OT has dried up because of economy-driven cutbacks. I started writing again and remembering how much I loved it. And then last year, I created the character of my heart, Bix. And I'm approaching the end of his first story.
Last week, my company took possession of our new store--first new store in like three years---and OT is for the having. The store manager called me up personally a few times to enlist my help. And you know what? I'm having a tough time surrendering my days off--the days I get to write unencumbered--to the company. I tell myself it's only two weeks and it'll be a nice bump on my check, but I'm still doing about half the time I normally would've done. Three years ago I would've put in close to 20 extra hours each week. This time, I'll be lucky to give up ten.
All because of a boy named Bix.
I love putting a new store together. No customers, no service calls, just good hard work. I love watching the store come together from a dusty shell to a gleaming mecca of commerce. I love the atmosphere, everyone chit-chatting, networking, gossiping, and all toward the same result, a new store. I get to see people I may not have seen in a while, catch up, have lunch with. I love seeing all improvements the company has made--look at the new aisle markers---ooh, did you see the pharmacy windows?---flat screens????
But, apparently I love Bix more. I want to reach the end of his story so I can send him out into the world and begin his next story. It's my day off and I will find a way to do both--help at the new store and write the next chapter of Bix, but for the first time in years, work is at the bottom of my to-do list.