This is by way of apology for my lax blogging lately!
I worked in private practice for a couple of years before taking my current job in the government. I was extremely well paid...and totally miserable. I worked 12 hour days, and when I was at trial I worked 18 hour days non-stop for 3 weeks in a row. I was so worn out that I had no energy or creativity left, and didn't do much sewing at all during that time. I watched a lot of TV.
I have a huge project at work right now; I'm running a conference on Monday and Tuesday (if anyone is interested in the legal issues surrounding the security aspects of global transfer of data, it's free to attend), in addition to presenting at a different conference last Wednesday and then attending the other sessions Thursday and Friday and schmoozing with the people who are speaking at my conference. I have spent about the last two months of my life planning this conference and it has been so much work. I have worked late, on my flex day, and on the weekend.
I knew I was unhappy at the firm, but I didn't really understand how much it took out of me! I am exhausted and dull and have done nothing but work and eat. That was my whole life for two years. I always felt weird about how much money they were paying me. I was only a few years out of law school and knew I knew nothing. This week, in retrospect, I see that I earned every penny. They weren't just buying my time while I was at work (which was a lot of the time)--they were buying my whole life.
I have been at my government job for three years and am pretty much happy as a clam. This rare, extremely demanding time has helped me appreciate it all the more. On Tuesday when the conference ends my life will go back to normal and I will resume blogging and sewing and cheerfully not having to think about work at all when I'm not there!
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