Many of the greatest thinkers about business and work believe that Work-life-balance is an unattainable dream, at least in the way we generally think about it. And you know this is true too, because in the real world of your business, if anything is to get done at all, it’s all down to you; if you don’t do it, the whole thing collapses like a house of cards.
The first responsibility of any business owner is to look after the assets of the business and to maximise the return the business gets from those assets. And so, the most important job of a responsible business owner is to look after him- or herself.
But I don’t want those options. I resent being forced to choose one of them. What I really want is to throw a tantrum, stamp my feet, throw myself on the floor and scream at the top of my voice, until someone fixes things for me.
I hate Rules, but if we must have Rules, I’d rather we had Rules about happiness than about eating chocolate or wearing helmets.
It’s a fascinating process my brain is taking me through these months. It seems to me that it’s all about self-preservation. My brain is intent on protecting me from being hurt. Having to leave the apartment, potentially involves a lot of pain, but if I don’t like the apartment, if I’m bored with the view Everything changes, doesn’t it? I won’t grieve for something I don’t like anyway.
I thought I was going to be a modern day pirate like Long John Silver (a fantasy recently revived with the swashbuckling Netflix series “Blacksails”), but it turned out I got violently seasick on the oceans of the world. And besides my wife and I had our first child and children don’t go that well on pirate ships.
“Where you direct your gaze on a motorcycle is where the bike will automatically want to follow. When spotting a pothole, focus on where you want to go instead if you want to avoid breaking your fork.”
One of the reasons we procrastinate is that we aren’t clear on what it is we are meant to be doing. I suddenly realised a few months ago, that I was stuck in the middle of exactly that kind of procrastination swamp. I didn’t know what I was meant to be doing, because there was nothing to do.
Being Richard Branson is not all it’s cracked up to be… focus on your own journeys