Ah, the 25th hour. That would be the extra hour I need in every freaking day to get everything I want to do done. I've been meaning to write part of this out since mid last week, and the rest hit me tonight, so it's time to be a Caffeinated Insomniac...
I was talking to Adam at the party last week about him coming back to Gung Fu and he was complaining he didn't have time in his life right now for class. In his defense, he is rather busy w/ FT school and FT job and a very high maintainance girlfriend he worships, but I've also come to realize (especially lately when an average of 23 hours a day are in some way devoted to my son) that if something is important to you, you have to make time for it. Cliche? Of course. But true nonetheless. Life is anything but stagnant, and just when one thing winds down and gives you free time, something else pops up. You will never stop having things to do, whether trivial or important, so you have to prioritize. I could go on and on like a time management manual, but I think that's enough said.
Now, getting back to the 25th hour- There are to many things I want to do! I really want to spend more time on my Gung Fu (hey, at least it's a healthy addiction) so that I can earn my blue sash before I'm too pregnant again. That gives me around 6 months- 2 more before getting pregnant and another 4 months before I'm too pregnant to safely do all the exercises. I'm at the point now that I really need to work on cardio too if I want to keep progressing, but cardio is very hard to do with Will around. I'm trying out a couple work-out dvds now, and those seem to be ok. Will likes to try to do the movements too, so I get the added laugh factor, but I'd still rather be doing other stuff. I honestly like jogging or using the equi[ment at the gym, but I have yet to figure out a good time to jog (Will wakes up if I do and Tom goes to bed when Will does for starters) and can't currently justify adding gym dues to the bills.
I've also been reading more and I've started up sewing again. Both of those are great because they're relaxing. But they take away time when I want o be writing. Writing is frustrating in and of itself lately, since most times I sit down to write I can't think what I want to write, but when I'm out and can't write (like at work today) I get 1001 ideas. Evil. Add to that I like to sleep about 9 hours or I get bitchy, I do my best writing at night, the kid wakes up at 9-10am at the latest, and the only tv shows I like are on from 11p-1am, and I need another hour in the day. Preferably one in which the kid's asleep or the hubby's home.
Wonder if the folks at NASA can help...?
Beam me up scotty.
Posted by: Nick at July 13, 2004 12:34 PM