May 2022. This is a post from the beginning of the pandemic. It’s been sitting in my draft folder for more than two years now. I am publishing it without revising, so please excuse its first-draft form.
I’ve been working my day job and about 10 hours a week on my side job for more than a year now. Sometimes it’s manageable. But if it’s a weekend with too many activities, or a week with too many evening things, it’s hard to fit everything in.
My weekends mostly aren’t relaxing. Do the side job work. Cook. Clean. Hang out with the boyfriend. Hang out with friends or family. There hasn’t been a lot of time to just hang out with me.
But this weekend there was. I slept in today. Got up and fed the cats at 5 and then fell back asleep until eight. It took me a long time to get out of bed and when I did, getting the things done was fine. There was enough time.
I’m pretty good at structuring my days. But I’m not great at letting unstructured time be okay.
But maybe without the day job, things will shake down a little differently.
This is the first Sunday I’ve felt rested and ready to face my week in a very long time.