On Leaving Your Problems At The Door

My long, long, long work day got the best of me one late evening. I spent a good number of minutes griping to my lovely wife, I complained about my company, my boss, my coworkers, and my lunch.

(Really, it was terrible.)

“What would you like me to do about all that?”

“I don`t know. Sympathize? Empathize?”

“What difference would that make?”

She was right.

Years ago, it was very, very, very difficult for me to separate work from my home life. For the record, I have an excellent English teaching job. That is a rare thing in Japan these days. Trust me, there are tons of lifers in Japan who struggle to make it every month.

I know I am fortunate.

But, boys and girls, I work for my yen.

There is no doubt about that. It is a grind. A grind that I used to bring home with me every evening. But, this is not a whiney post expecting sympathy from you.

Let me be clear, English teaching is not difficult. I see foreigners ‘tired’ from English teaching. I have NEVER said the words, “I am tired.” in 13 years of working in Japan. That phrase is for folks destined to take a plane home in the future.

I am staying.

The first step in surviving the grind is being mentally tough.

And, I am.

But…

I tended to bring my work (issues, drama, and frustration) home. It annoyed my lovely wife and family to no end. So, I stopped talking about my work life. That made my family happy. But, there was a big, big, big problem.

I was a mental marshmallow on the inside. Constant thoughts of work made my home life difficult to enjoy. It hung like a dark, thick fog around me 24/7.

It took a fair amount of effort to hide my distress from my loved ones. Thankfully, I am an easy going guy, so I was able to control my emotions.

(A beer now and again didn’t hurt either.)

I remember looking in the mirror one morning and thinking:

“This is it?”

And, my reflection said:

“Yes.”

(And, my reflection; like my hair, escaped down the drain.)

But, I refused to accept that answer. So, I went in search of a better way. And, I found it.

I read a great, great, great story about a dedicated family man who worked hard for his wife and family. He crushed himself at his job. But, he also was a content husband and father at home. I envied him!

His secret?

Every evening, he would symbolically hang his work problems outside his door like a wet umbrella. Then, he would enter his home to focus on his wife, family, and personal happiness.

It seemed stupid. Still, I had nothing to lose. So, the next day I did the same. And, it worked.

I kept on doing it for several weeks. A funny thing happened. Slowly, I talked less about work, and I spoke more to my wife and family. Too, I found time to do “all the writing” I had been dreaming of doing.

To be sure, it did not make English teaching some amazing career for me. Make no mistake, I still grind away. I have about 14 hours of work ahead of me today.

(Welcome to Japan, my friends.)

That`s reality in 2018 for most foreigners who want to eat more than cup ramen for dinner (English teachers or not).

Yet; I take solace that my daily grind starts and stops:

At The Door.

ggg11

 

 

Special Guest Writer:

Craig Hoffman is a writer and social media influencer based in Osaka, Japan. He is the force behind the Grey, Grizzled and Gaijin blog.

He can be contacted on Twitter: @CraigHoffman11

Check out his most recent novel,  – The “Moore” We Forgeton Amazon!

 

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