Is it odd that I always make a mental to-do list longer than I have time for?
There are some obligatory time eaters every day such as:
Before work I work out, shower and get ready. I go to work, and while I'm there I catch up on the blogspot blogs I read. Once I get home I work out a bit for the second time. Then I eat something and catch up on Xanga blogs. I check my email. Some days I make sure no one has announced they're getting married on Facebook. And then there's Animal Crossing for the Wii, a game that runs in real-time, even when you're not playing it. I have to visit my town every day for fear that my neighbors will move away and all my flowers will die.
All those things I count as fairly obligatory. It doesn't mean I don't enjoy them. I just feel like I have to do them every day.
That leaves me with about two hours, maybe, that aren't taken up by making dinner with Robb, eating, showering, driving, etc. And in that time, I feel like I have to keep up with everything else that's going on. That's not to mention laundry or dishes or grocery shopping or phone conversations or fights.
Some days, it's just too much. I get to ten thirty when we try to shower and go to bed and I think to myself, "What a wonderful world...." Oh, wait...that's Louie Armstrong. I think, "Gosh, I wanted to go do that." Or, "I wanted to watch that, read that, try that, etc."
And the next day? I do the same thing. Is this how life is? Is this what everyone goes through? I want to try someting new. I want to drive down a road I've never been on without worrying about what won't get done while I'm doing that.
And yet, any one of those things would be something I'd miss if it wasn't a part of my day. Can I file an extension?
The first moments of silence.
7 hours ago