Technically speaking I work part-time. From home. My work day does not start before noon. Technically. I’m an early bird and I get up before 6am.
I am overjoyed when I happen to wake up at 7 screaming “I just slept innnn!”
On any given day, the amount of stuff I… stuff into those hours between when my eyes open and when I sign-in to work is insane. I’m a nut job.
I recently posted on Facebook how by 10 am I had taken a bike ride, showered, done 2 loads of laundry (washed, dried, folded, put away), did the dishes, wrote a blog post, promoted other blog posts for Studio 30 Plus, went for a paddle board ride, etc. I can’t even remember the list, but it was exhausting just to write it down. And that’s a typical pre-work kind of day. Sometimes I go to the DollHouse (our roller derby secret layer aka best kept secret in town) and build, or paint, or clean up, or I may even squeeze in assembling a MailChimp newsletter to our 3K subscribers before I actually start to “work”.
I keep telling myself “once I’m over this hump, things’ll all start to calm down.”
«I’ve been telling myself this lie since I turned 15.»
Things will never calm down. This is my life. This is how I choose to live my life. I’m actually shocked that I’ve made it this far. Throughout my teens I told everybody I was going to die before I turned 25. There was no way I could do this much, everyday, every second, filled to the rim with brim, and keep going. Yet I have kept going.
I just can’t get enough! I’m addicted to life. As a kid I was afraid to miss out on stuff when I went to bed. I stayed up listening to what my family was doing, and if sudden bursts of laughter made their way to my ears I’d run out of my room in my padded pajama feet to ask what happened. I wanted in! And I hated not being part of the laughter and the fun.
I’m a life addict. Please don’t send me to a 12-step program, I’ll run away and break free.
Either that or if I do go, chances are I’ll repaint the room, set-up a volunteer program for them, build them a website, and launch the National Life Addicts Online Help ServicesTM. I may even design t-shirts for the group. And then eat all the cupcakes.
I will never understand people with no hobbies, or no passions… If you need help finding one, just ask, I’d love to teach you on how to bite down on that apple of life!