At home we admire the parent who sacrificed everything for the sake of a better life for their children, even at great personal expense. The best scientists. The best parents. Anything less is not giving it your best.
And then I had an even more depressing epiphany. That in such a world I was destined to suck at both.
Needless to say it took a lot of time, and a lot of tears, for me to dig myself out of that hole. And when I finally did, it came in the form of another epiphany. That what I can do, is try to be the best whole person that I can be. And that is *not* a compromise. That *is* me giving it my very best.
You need people to know how productive you were over the weekend. You need to inspire them. Last week I mentioned how you must carefully slide your lack of sleep into conversations to preserve some social tact. Such rules seemlessly extend into this week. Don’t start by talking about your productive weekend, ask about their lazy weekend first: “So what did you do this weekend.” “Oh it was awesome, we took the boat out on Saturday, the weather was beautiful, hung out for a while, hit up this party in the evening. Then on Sunday…” “Oh, that must have been nice, I was here working the whole time.” Oh yes.
I realized a while back that working longer hrs only makes the work you do become sloppy, which then leads you to work even more hrs to fix the stuff that you fucked because you weren't able to commit full attention to it the first time around.
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