Simpler in Musings of an Ordinary Life

Sometimes I think of giving it all up for a much simpler life. What is it all for? The 12 hour work days, weekend sacrifices, and stress that just seems to keep building and bearing down on me… Maybe if I had a husband, a family, or some other purpose I was doing it all for it would make more sense. But I don’t. It’s just me.

Don’t get me wrong, I have never been one to shy away from luxury. Living in NYC in a beautiful apartment and having some financial freedom is a blessing. I’m able to buy nice things, eat at incredible restaurants and travel. I’m not complaining.

My question is - is it worth it?

All I do is work and stress is a killer.

I could probably be very happy working and living elsewhere at a less stressful job, not making as much money. I think I could be happy having a smaller life, living in a smaller community that actually feels like a community.

Life gets funny when you’re alone and don’t have anyone else to consider but yourself. You’re forced to really think about what YOU want for yourself.

I want balance. I want work to stay at work, and I want to be able to do things for myself.

I’ve worked so hard to get where I am though, and a part of me feels like I won’t be living up to my potential if I take a step back. But it might make me happier.

What do I have to prove? I’ve made it. I’ve done it. I’m successful.

Now what?