I'm with you - completely. I'm not famous, nor remotely rich, but I have time to read books and cook things and see my friends and other loved ones, etc. I'm actually rather thoroughly happy with my life these days, which IMHO makes me quite successful. *g*
Certainly not a failure, now, say it with me, "individual contributor."
I wrote up my 2005 performance review last week. I did a shitload of work and still managed to average a 40 hour workweek and have some form of a life. Management would be in big honking trouble without me hanging around, and that's a good thing.
Yikes. I got as far as the first girl talking about planning her day out the night before, and my brain locked up. The night before, I'm doing everything possible not to think about the next day.
Up by 4:30 a.m. to check the markets?!? Taking Blackberries on vacations? (At my last job, I had two bosses--the CEO and the president of the company--who were micromanaging a project I was working on via e-mail FROM HAWAII. I wanted to fly out there expressly to strangle them, then take the remaining days of their vacation. Especially when the engineers came over to see the revised version of the brochure we'd been sending back and forth and said, "Um, that thing [the CEO] said our machines can do? They can't do that.")
There are three more steps up on the career ladder, where I am: senior editor, managing editor, and department director. I will never get past senior editor. Purposely. I spent far too many weeks this past fall/winter doing work at home every night and on the weekends, and it drove me nuts. No more!
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I wrote up my 2005 performance review last week. I did a shitload of work and still managed to average a 40 hour workweek and have some form of a life. Management would be in big honking trouble without me hanging around, and that's a good thing.
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Up by 4:30 a.m. to check the markets?!? Taking Blackberries on vacations? (At my last job, I had two bosses--the CEO and the president of the company--who were micromanaging a project I was working on via e-mail FROM HAWAII. I wanted to fly out there expressly to strangle them, then take the remaining days of their vacation. Especially when the engineers came over to see the revised version of the brochure we'd been sending back and forth and said, "Um, that thing [the CEO] said our machines can do? They can't do that.")
There are three more steps up on the career ladder, where I am: senior editor, managing editor, and department director. I will never get past senior editor. Purposely. I spent far too many weeks this past fall/winter doing work at home every night and on the weekends, and it drove me nuts. No more!
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