This weekend is the EMS conference and I am missing it. I can't complain too much it was either be educated or drink myself silly in paradise - not a very difficult decision. Mostly because I am taking a two day class in March. Which brings me to the original issue. My calendar, specifically my weekends are slowly disappearing.
When I was in school, all I wanted was my weekends back and it seems I will never actually have them. Between working at the spa and family obligations, I have no idea when I am going to get to sleep past 7 next. And that folks, makes me a little sad. I love my sleep. If not getting all the sleep I want isn't bad enough, I can't help but wonder when the hell I will see the Lieutenant. There is always something that gets in the way of being able to go out together or stay at home together. We each have our own little lives with all these things we have to do but rarely is there an instance where both of us are required. Well, unless you count a PI or structure fire and even then, we aren't talking quality time here people.
The Mom wants me to head to Boston with her in March and I love Boston. Busy and interesting and old and new all wrapped up in one city of wonderfulness. But that would mean I have one Saturday in March to spend with the Lieutenant. One. So no Boston for me. Which is totally sucky.
It's all about choices. Why didn't anyone ever tell me being an adult would be so damn busy? And hard?
At least I am good for one thing... when the Princess is cold... my legs are the place to be.
1 comment:
Ah, sleep is for the weak! Just kidding, love my zzz's too, but thankfully I am a morning person, so the 730 AM wake-ups on the weekends doesn't bother me much.
By the way, what you are describing is perfectly normal - I'm still coming to grips with it...oy. Let's just all quit our jobs, move to a big farm/commune/Amish community where life seems to be more simple, and just live off the land -ha!
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