Balance is bullshit.
I just had a four day weekend after being back to work for four days, after my ten day vacation.
I also just came off of a six month project, when there were a *lot* of long days… and nights, and weekends. More than a few days when this Nutritionist threw some boxed chicken and bagged salad on the table for dinner, or made the kids make their own eggs, because I had big goals and deadlines. Times when I worked until I couldn’t keep my eyes open, and then woke up the next day and worked some more. Nights when I couldn’t sleep because my brain was spinning with ALL THE THINGS.
There’s no balance. There’s only seasons. And this summer, when my little ones are home from school, I’ll probably work 10 hours a week. Because I have residual income streams and automations in place that allow me to continue to make money, without losing momentum in my business. Because those years of summer breaks when they still want to hang out with me (ish) are numbered, and I want to enjoy all of them.
And because, you know what? I get to choose.
I get to choose to hustle and get shit done when I’m feeling inspired, instead of by the clock.
I get to choose to be home when the kids get back from school.
I get to choose to spend Saturday night nerding out over email automations because it’s fun for me.
I get to choose to take a random weekday off to go to the spa.
I get to choose to take a nap or a bath in the middle of the work day when I need it.
I get to choose how I show up in my business, and in my life.
So, if you’re searching for “balance” and feel like you’re failing, it’s not because there’s some magical piece of the puzzle that’s eluding you. It’s because it actually doesn’t exist. But choice does.
What does choice mean to you?