A Case of Itchy Feet: Work-Life Balance

This week alone, I have added 4 new countries to my travel wish list. That’s a whole lot of travelling (and money) that I can’t afford at this time in my life.

‘How about Canada? Or Copenhagen? I’d love to go to Singapore! AND SRI LANKA!’ I fire these new countries at my better half most days. He nods and smiles and pretends to listen and share my enthusiasm. But he knows as well as I do that this list, whilst ever growing, will never be fulfilled.

To put into context, I have just landed my dream job that places my feet firmly in London. My partner is based in the City, so we are limited in what we can do at what times.

I blame social media, namely Facebook & Instagram, for this expansive list. Whether it’s friends from my hometown off on exciting escapades because heaven knows the cost of living outside London means those dream holidays are so much more attainable these days. Or it could be the enviable Instagram feed of the super rich that sees them jetting off to the Maldives on a weekly basis. It’s a morbid fascination that I’m addicted to and this is probably why my Pinterest feed is less home decor these days and more ‘places to visit’.

I read somewhere that we are one of the first generations to truly feel like we don’t have to be contained by the white picket fence and that being ok. This isn’t a new concept, Jack Kerouac and the Beat Generation embraced the idea of living without borders. But this was done with a feeling of disdain from society, a rebellion against the man. Nowadays, you are more likely to be judged if you ARE tied to a time and place.

In a super boring way, I think this feeling of discontent with ‘traditional’ society comes from the aftermath of the 2008 financial crisis. People realised that the jobs they had been tied to and had kept them from doing things they love in the name of security found the rug pulled out from under their feet. More people than ever now freelance and work for themselves because they realised the security they sought was never iron clad.

So I guess my growing Pinterest board and taste for travel is my own way of trying to ‘plan for the future’. If anything were to happen I am happy to up and leave for the world, but for now, I want the best of both worlds, that picket fence and the wandering soul.

But then, maybe that’s what we all want, really.

New York City skyline

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