Picasso's Blue Period: Jaime's Lazy Period
My average day circa 2006- recent:
Work 8 hrs (i.e. stare at a computer), watch TV, maybe go to Target, go to bed
Let's just say I have had a lot of time to myself for the past 4 years.
I recently took a new position in which I aid students in getting their degree. Folks, I am constantly busy. It's what I always wanted in a job. I get to use my brain, I get to be creative, I get to actively help people. The time flies each day, I never have to think to myself, "What can I think of to do to fill the next 7 hours without stabbing myself in the eye with my pen..."
And if that weren't enough change to satisfy me, we are also making some changes at home. We decided to put our house on the market and look for a new place to live. That means we have been cleaning. AND cleaning. AND cleaning. AND CLEANING. We have a list of chores now. The list of tasks at work wasn't enough for me. Now I come home to a list of chores to do before I can enjoy being at home. When we're not cleaning, we're going to Rockies games, or the new Community Group we've joined at church, or camping, or a new Art class I've forced myself to take after being too chicken all these years, etc.
I'm exhausted.
Did you know that if you are incredibly lazy for 4 years, it's extremely hard to suddenly not be lazy anymore?? I find myself feeling bitter at the world for my lack of 'Jaime' time. How dare I try to make friends or pursue some of my passions! When am I supposed to find the time to ponder who will win "Bachelor Pad"?! How will I find the time to take random typing tests to see how many wpm I can type?! These are important things and I CAN'T DO THEM ANYMORE!
I probably sound fairly deranged but seriously, this has been hard. I know everything that is going on in my life is good. They are all gifts that I spent hours dreaming about in my "lazy period". I just wish that "When it rains, it pours" wasn't the case.
To add to the pile, I decided I refuse to use harsh chemicals on my face and I have a pile of acne to show for my efforts at being healthy.
Summary: I've lost my comfort zone and my self-esteem. It's awesome.
How am I coping? By being sarcastic, treating myself to a beer now and then, and trusting that God won't give me more than I can handle.
Work 8 hrs (i.e. stare at a computer), watch TV, maybe go to Target, go to bed
Let's just say I have had a lot of time to myself for the past 4 years.
I recently took a new position in which I aid students in getting their degree. Folks, I am constantly busy. It's what I always wanted in a job. I get to use my brain, I get to be creative, I get to actively help people. The time flies each day, I never have to think to myself, "What can I think of to do to fill the next 7 hours without stabbing myself in the eye with my pen..."
And if that weren't enough change to satisfy me, we are also making some changes at home. We decided to put our house on the market and look for a new place to live. That means we have been cleaning. AND cleaning. AND cleaning. AND CLEANING. We have a list of chores now. The list of tasks at work wasn't enough for me. Now I come home to a list of chores to do before I can enjoy being at home. When we're not cleaning, we're going to Rockies games, or the new Community Group we've joined at church, or camping, or a new Art class I've forced myself to take after being too chicken all these years, etc.
I'm exhausted.
Did you know that if you are incredibly lazy for 4 years, it's extremely hard to suddenly not be lazy anymore?? I find myself feeling bitter at the world for my lack of 'Jaime' time. How dare I try to make friends or pursue some of my passions! When am I supposed to find the time to ponder who will win "Bachelor Pad"?! How will I find the time to take random typing tests to see how many wpm I can type?! These are important things and I CAN'T DO THEM ANYMORE!
I probably sound fairly deranged but seriously, this has been hard. I know everything that is going on in my life is good. They are all gifts that I spent hours dreaming about in my "lazy period". I just wish that "When it rains, it pours" wasn't the case.
To add to the pile, I decided I refuse to use harsh chemicals on my face and I have a pile of acne to show for my efforts at being healthy.
Summary: I've lost my comfort zone and my self-esteem. It's awesome.
How am I coping? By being sarcastic, treating myself to a beer now and then, and trusting that God won't give me more than I can handle.
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