If you’ve ever read anything about goal setting, you know that one of the keys is setting goals that are measurable. I love a goal with a definitive end point, something I can draw a big, bold line through.
The trouble is that sometimes, I see more value in the things I can measure – places where I can assign a number, a value, a literal marker of progress.
One of the reasons I’ve submitted so wholeheartedly to paying off debt is that it’s a tangible marker of progress every month in the midst of a life that otherwise often feels messy and confusing.
We’re all motivated by different things, and one of my key motivators is validation. I’m always looking for proof that I’m doing enough, and I wish I were better at accepting the kind words from people who know and love me best. Instead, I look for tangible evidence.
In my mind, work that makes money always trumps work that doesn’t, even though some of the most important work any of us do on earth is unpaid. A paycheck is tangible evidence, and I put way too much of my identity into that number.
There’s nothing in me that particularly loves money. When I picture life with more money, I don’t think about what I would buy or where I would move. I don’t really care about having much more than I do now. It’s the sense of validation I’m looking for – the tangible, higher value of my work and time.
I don’t obsess over blog numbers, but I do define “success” for my blog based on numbers. It’s easy to say that if your words reach one person, blogging is worth it, but I do look for numbers as an indicator of how meaningful my words are.