When is it really enough? How much do we need to be happy, and what is happy? We all work (well at least the unlucky ones), most of us as employees somewhere, but it seems that everybody I know has something on the side. Wether it is a Start-up or just some kind of a project everyone has something. The funny thing is, that we all take the extra mile to make more money so we would live a better life. But the more we work, the less we live. As far as my experience go it seems that it doesn't matter how hard I work and how many things I have on the side, rich i am not going to be, at least not in the near future. So is it really worth it? Let's say I will make money but I will be able to enjoy it as an old/er man. Is it worth it then? I have decided that it's not, but I am like an addict. I can't seem to stop. I find myself working for myself on Saturday (something I will never do for my boss) for an extra few... (not much) that I will probably have to work hard again to get'em.
So...when is it really enough?
Where is that fine line between making enough and having enough spare time to enjoy it?
Well, next week I will be flying to Europe for a long weekend, so I will think about it and let you know.