I love the work but is it costing me?

I’m the type of person who will spend 15 minutes looking for coconut oil in Target instead of spending 2 minutes to ask for help.

I love the chase.

Tonight, I just spent the last hour trying to code this one tiny (relatively unimportant) piece of a website.

I’m not a coder, but I’m a resourceful problem solver.

I didn’t solve the problem but I’m getting closer. It’s a great feeling.

But is it worth it?

Is spending time to solve problems that other people can do quicker or more effective worth it?

Here’s my honest answer: it’s not.

I’m coming closer to the conclusion that staying busy is not a sign of progress. Yes, putting in the effort day in and day out will push us forward.

But are we doing it efficiently? Are we burning up the only commodity we’ll never get back? Time.

I’m a borderline workaholic, and as my son continues to grow and learn, I’m finding myself wanting to spend more time with him.

It’s time to work more effectively. Busyness can’t replace my son.