#72/12: happiness in work

I don’t think I’ve ever been a happy worker. I’m not sure why that is the case, but today for the first time in my life I realized that happiness and success aren’t necessarily the same thing. I started my second week at my new job this Monday, and everyday is a new lesson in having a normal job. I came in, talked to my supervisor, got my list of tasks for the day, did them, and went home. This sounds super mundane (which it is), but this is the first time that I’ve just had a job to do and done it. I went home and proceeded to not think about work and just enjoyed my time at home with my partner.

It’s an amazing feeling. I understand how a person can like medicine and also have a real life, but I am not one of those people. I could not, in a million years, have a day like I had today in medicine. I’m looking forward to hundreds of more days like this one.