I Find No Joy In A Balanced Life
About three minutes ago the voice inside my head started arguing about this "balanced life" concept everyone is discussing these days -- especially so since the new year is coming. I remember my train of thought starting with Chinese turtles, but am not entirely sure of the progression from there to balanced lives. However, when the argument subsided, I found myself sitting at my computer, typing this opening paragraph into my "Compose New Post" screen.
I truly have no earthly idea what to say from here, so I'll just turn the keys over to the inner voice and see what happens. (I'll use the speed-writing exercise I explain in my book -- you simply type as fast as you can for five to 10 minutes and then clean up what you've written a bit when you're done.)
The hair on the back of my neck stands up whenever someone says "you must have a balanced life" but I've never stopped to ask myself why. Now I think I know -- balancing is damned hard work. (Ever tried to walk a tightrope?)
Why in the world would anyone wanting a balanced life add the task of creating that balanced life to his to-do list? Seems counter productive to me. Unless, of course, you're one of those folks who thrive on documenting things and making lists.
I'm just not one of those folks.
Yet at the same time, I always seem to be pretty happy -- never stressed beyond that healthy dose of stress that entrepreneurs like me love, great relationship with Cindy, good friends, a cat that will actually sit on my lap and purr. So under the assumption that a balanced life is about being happy, and figuring that I'm usually a pretty happy guy whose life is anything but balanced, then what am I doing right?
In my vernacular, I don't live a balanced life -- I live a blended life. I simply refuse to let time of day, day of week, week of month or month of year determine when I should be doing what.
Want to go for a bike ride at 1 p.m. Tuesday? No problem. Just reschedule the 2 p.m. client meeting and get on the bike.
Need to mow the lawn Friday morning because it's going to rain all weekend? Fine. Just get on the mower and worry about work sometime Saturday, Sunday, Monday -- or whenever you get inspired.
Got a speech tomorrow and still drawing a blank at 8 p.m. today? No big deal. Just put on some coffee and stay up late.
Late getting out those December holiday cards? Just send "Happy January" cards instead.
To me, creating a balanced life is a process of compartmentalizing and scheduling so you force in the right doses of spiritual, family, work, exercise, and so on each week. But to me, forced balance is no balance, because there are few things I hate more than rigid schedules.
So I blend my life instead. Do I occasionally drop a ball? Sure. Have I gained and lost 20 pounds a dozen times? Yep. Has a bike ride ever cost me a sale? Probably.
I simply refuse to care about these little things. And it's the peace of not caring that makes me happy and puts me in the frame of mind to get the big things done.
So I say the hell with the tightrope. Give me the blender instead. (Besides, I've never seen a tightrope make a margarita.)
Happy New Year, Everyone!
Gill E. Wagner, Sage of Selling
President of Honest Selling
Founder of the Yellow-Tie International Business Development Association

