What's the Point?

It seems to take me longer and longer to update my blog. There are many times when I would write up a post in my head, but somehow never got around to actually typing it up. All of my managers have told me to work on my work-life balance, but they're the ones who keep dumping impossible amount of work on me. Yes, I should learn to say no and prioritize my work. And, yes, I should learn to work smarter, not harder. All sound good in writing, but it's of course much harder in action - as with everything else in life... I've learned the hard way that I can only run as fast as I can for so long. My body has given me warnings for a long time, but I can feel it giving up on me now. So, damn it, I'm saying no to weekend work and the ridiculous hours. Fire me for all I care.

I'm starting to question if what I'm doing now is really worth all the sacrifices I've made. All in exchange for meager monetary gain and professional accomplishments. There should be a bigger meaning behind all this, right? Reaching the big three-o is a bit scary. I still have some time left, but looking back at my life in the 20's so far, everything is a blur. All I can remember are school, work, wedding, work, work, and some more work.

Getting married was a highlight, but I'm not really sure what married life means. I live on my own for the most part, and I don't see this changing anytime soon in the future. I honestly feel like it's not any different from dating life - minus the little romantic gestures... Is getting married just a way to secure someone to grow old with or a prerequisite for having kids? Or, is it just something everyone else is doing? Don't get me wrong, I love him, and I'm glad to be his wife. I'm just wondering if getting married changed anything. Only seeing each other over the weekend can't be the long-term solution, but I don't know what else can be done. It may work for now, but we're bound to grow apart eventually. I'm not being pessimistic, just realistic.