Post #56779 by Tiki-bot on Fri, Oct 24, 2003 6:46 PM

I, too am lucky to have a good-paying job I really love (video game artist), but even that has its drawbacks. The pressure of a job as a creative is more than I ever imagined it could be. Not so much the long hours or insane deadlines, but just the pressure to create - to come up with something new and exciting and do it faster and cheaper each time, and all up to my unreasonably high quality standards. I'm sure there are a few here who can relate.

I love my work, but it taxes my little brain for all it's worth. I'm usually a zombie when I get home from work. Or is that, "I have a Zombie when I get home from work"? Sometimes both. At the end of the day I have no creative energy left to work on my own projects, and that makes me sad. Weekends are just work decompression zones where I try to work up the energy to fix the toilet or paint a chair.

Time not spent at work is spent on plain old living my life: marriage, house, food, etc. Since buying a house my spendy ways are a thing of the past. No more buying whatever goodies strike my fancy. But I'm not complaining. I never imagined having a nice house or such a great job or such an understanding wife :)

So, in conclusion to my ramble, I'd say I had no choice other than to do what I love to do for a living or I couldn't get out of bed in the morning. I feel insanely lucky to have the life I have.