Recently I sat in a meeting with my boss. Every year at work we have to fill out a performance review – first we state how much we love (or don’t) our jobs, then we state what we think we are good at and what we feel we need to improve on, and then we have to make a “to-do” list to get ourselves on track for where the company feels we need to be.
The discussion of the hour was around my evaluation of how much I loved my job. On a scale of 1 to 5, I had given it a 2. For various reasons, but mostly because I’d been doing it for 12 years and
