Oh happy day

Today, I feel like this.

I woke up with three ideas for Tortuga.

Two little insignificant ideas, but ideas that will certainly help us move forward on quarterly goals. Tiny things that feel like the missing pieces to a couple of my projects.

One idea that will turn into a massive passion project at work, one that I am so excited about and believe in completely. Not because I think it will work, but because I think it should exist in the world and it makes sense for Tortuga to produce. It makes sense for me to produce, as the marketing arm. I work for a company wherein that justification is enough. 

Man, that's awesome.

Patrick, our in-house product designer, has mentioned before that remote teams sacrifice serendipity. I can see that, from a design standpoint.

The loss of serendipity isn't true for me. For me, remote work takes away all of the little stressors that build up over time - the stressors that are caused by a work environment. The lack of those stressors ignite serendipity in me more frequently and with more passion.

It's little things, like the fact that I never set an alarm. I wake up when my body tells me it's ready. It's the fact that I'm never watching the clock when I'm out to lunch. I don't know if my ceviche takes 45 minutes or two hours. And I don't care. 

It's that nobody bugs me to be on at a certain time, that nobody cares if I'm hyperproductive during every hour that I work.

It's that people trust me, that I have true autonomy.

It's that I can have a week of working HARD, then take two days of only doing the bare minimum to recoup my mental energy. That happened this week. On Monday and Tuesday, I coasted. I was just getting by. But the week before? I worked my ass off.

And those two days of coasting allowed me to recharge.

Allowed for serendipity on a Friday morning.

Allowed me to get to the point where I could accomplish everything I needed to (and a few things I didn't, but wanted to cross off anyway) in the latter half of the week.

Allowed for a workday on cloud nine, a feeling of true bliss.

Bliss that was caused by my job. 

How cool is that?

Header image: a silly picture of a Tortuga that I drew at lunch today.


Taylor Coil is traveling the world with Remote Year, living in 12 countries in 12 months, while working as a marketing manager. Follow along to read more philosophies on work, stories from the road, and general (mis)adventures. Sign up for the weekly email or read more from the blog.