Time; Why Is There Never Enough?
Lord love a duck Y’all, it has been way too long! I don’t know why I used that phrase. My mom says it a lot and it’s been on my mind lately. Or perhaps I’ve just gone off the deep end. Either is probable. I haven’t written anything in almost 3 weeks. Mainly because I have literally zero time. There are physically not enough hours in the day for me to accomplish EVERYTHING I need to get done. Some days, I just sit around sans pants and drink wine. The REAL definition of adulting.
I wanted to write this blog for so many reasons. I know most everyone can relate. Like, right now, I need to be working on three projects where “time is of utmost importance”. I’m not. I’m writing this instead. I’ll get to those later (hopefully).
The past few weeks have been chaos. Kind of like every single week of this year. We went on vacation around the beginning of this month to Hilton Head Island, SC. It was amazing and fun per the usual. We always go around the 4th of July because it really is a good time and a place called Frosty Frogs exists there and they serve drinks with 190 proof liquor. Whenever someone mentions 190 proof liquor, sign me up. I will think about the consequences later. Sadly, our brand new bikes were stolen while we were there. I was really devastated. I just don’t understand why people feel like they are entitled to things they did not work for. There were so many scenarios where those bikes could’ve belonged to people who really needed them or saved for them. People are serious assholes sometimes.
Vacation To De-stress Or..?
While our vacation was excellent, the stress that has just been culminating in my life did not go away entirely. Everyone knows I am not a stay up late kind of person and there were nights I didn’t get to bed until 2 am. That’s when I KNOW things are getting pretty rough for me! We had just finished up with a very big project right before vacation and it was a BIG relief. There was just too much back and forth with that one and it was endlessly frustrating. We spent pretty much every extra hour and any day off working on it for months. I could never go do things with friends because I was stuck working on that. I’m SO glad that is finished!
Picking Up Heavy Things
Returning home, I realized not much has changed in the way of my time. I barely make it to the gym because when I do, it takes up a majority of my night. Typically, I work out for about an hour and a half, sometimes longer, and add the 20-minute drive there and back, before I know it, it’s 9 pm. I leave around 6 or so to get there which seems like it’d be reasonable but I don’t get home until a little after 4 pm and then I have to feed the dogs and take care of house stuff for about an hour, etc, etc, etc. We all see where this is going, right? That leaves like a whopping 20 minutes for decompression. Great.
If I don’t end up going to the gym, I do work on different jobs Digital Bombers is currently working on. Last night, I spent roughly 5 hours editing ONE PAGE on a website. ONE PAGE, PEOPLE. Anyone who thinks making websites is easy, I invite you to come work for us! Not to mention that one page has no SEO (Search Engine Optimization) done on it yet either. When you get into all of that stuff, it makes just putting text, titles, and words onto your site much more difficult.
At This Point, I’m Just Bitching
In addition to all of that, I have to keep up with a yard. Yes, I have to mow that bitch. The inside of the house, laundry, 3 huge, old ass dogs, and anything else that needs doing. It literally just makes me want to scream sometimes. I have no idea how parents do all of this with tiny humans running around, messing everything up. Kudos to you guys because there are days I honestly contemplate whether the Herbie is too full or if it can wait another week because I physically don’t have the energy to drag it to the curb. Have I mentioned I do physical labor all day? Yesterday, the humidity was approximately one billion and even my eyes were sweating. Y’all, MY EYES WERE SWEATING. That has actually been the theme for the past several weeks.
Time is passing me by at warp speed. It has pretty much always been like this. I used to do all of my horse farm work, then go take care of my own horse, as well as break horses for a friend of mine. That averaged about 75 hours a week. Like I said earlier, Lord love a duck.
Now We Come Full Circle
I know so many of you can relate. You always see people from the outside and sometimes it’s easy to forget we are all human. We are only human. Trust me when I say I eat things I definitely should not eat, I am still broke like 87% of the time, my dogs don’t get walked enough (which tbh, they like naps more but whatever), I lose my patience way more than I would like to admit, and I have seriously considered just saying fuck it all and moving somewhere to sell keychains on a beach. I think we’d all love to portray the fact that we’ve got all the answers and we’re 100% fine all the time. But we’re not. No one is fine all the time. Also, it doesn’t seem to get any easier. In fact, it just gets more complicated. Yay life!
I don’t know how all of the picture perfect Instagram models do it with all of the clean eating, fabulous trips, and fancy clothes. Because in reality, it’s more like you end up eating Chinese food with all of the GMO’s, getting your bike stolen on vacation, and you don’t even wear pants.
Until Next Time.
PS – I also haven’t had time to water my plants and they always die. Needless to say life is going great. Maybe this is why I needed therapy? 😉