I bring to you today my greatest pet peeve. It haunts me at night. It stalks me every single day. It waves at me, sickeningly, every time I realise I have something I need to do - now - before something else comes along and becomes top priority.
Complaint Department: I bring to you "Not Enough Hours In The Day".
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| Time = Hours in the Day / Hours I'm awake * Number of Roles - it does not compute! |
You see, I have several roles to fulfil, some of which are mutually exclusive. And, well, that generally means that something, somewhere along the line, has to give. Whether I like it or not. Let me give you an example of how I have to distribute myself:
I am
A wife, a Mother, an Employee,
A Daughter, a Sibling, a Confidante, a Lover,
A Friend, an Owner, a Manager,
A Tutor, a Blogger, a Specialist in my Field of Work,
A Neighbour, a Writer,
A Fanatic, a Counsellor, a Homemaker,
A Nurse, a Cook, a Dog-Walker, a Pillow.
This list is not exhaustive. But I think it gives you an idea of where I'm coming from...
So my whine is this: where, in that severely cut-down list, is there time for ME? You know, time that can be spent tending to my own personal, professional, emotional and spiritual needs?
You know what, Complaint Department, it's just not good enough. I'm gonna take a stand. I demand time for me. Even if it means that I have to stay up until late into the night /early hours of the morning and end up looking like a walking zombie. At least I'll know: I found time for me. And that is what matters.
Who's with me??
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