The problem goes a little something like this...(I have a feeling that Liza is starting to sing Aaron's Party in her head)
This semester has brought along some sweet perks. Fun classes! Three day weekends! No rehearsal! The wonder of Flying Dog Ales! But one thing that's missing from this list is the much anticipated free time I was so looking forward to. Even though I'm currently not training for a race, working on a show, or being bombarded by schoolwork, there still never seem to be enough hours in the day, and the weeks fly by faster than I can even mentally register. (Hence my mix-up above.)
The vicious cycle starts on Sunday night when I'm sitting in bed writing out my list of things I need to do that week while watching The Best Thing I Ever Ate, harnessing all of my willpower not to get up and drive to Avon, CO and get some sweet potato fries at Beano's Cabin. The list begins admirably with a note to send an e-mail to a potential job contact, then I remind myself that I need to book flights for spring break (both things completed now). I then look around my room and realize that my overflowing hamper is starting to take over the floor of my room, and I remember that the recycling is doing the same thing in the laundry room, so I begrudgingly write "LAUNDRY!!! and recycling..."
The next morning while I'm working on a paper I get a note from my dad saying, "finding a job needs to be your first priority, something that you work on everyday." I'm feeling a bit chastised, since I'm pretty dedicated to the job hunt but was also under the impression that as a full-time student my first priority should be my schoolwork. I mindlessly click over to my Facebook after my little pity party and am reminded of the post saying that I'm "off my blogging game." Ouch. I then find my list from the night before and add "BLOG" to the bottom.
Off to class. Quick run post-class to clear my head and take advantage of the 30° weather. (According to weather.com, it's technically 7° right now, but feels like -10°...) Then the grocery store and home to cook dinner. I drop in to catch up with the roommates and I tell them I'm going to blog so I can't hang out and watch The Bachelor. They're so excited that I have to say, "It's hilarious that I spend most of my waking hours with you guys and you still like reading about it in my blog." They reply, "We just like to read about it! Give us a shout out!" (Mags, Ali, and Kait, you are now officially shouted out, and I hope to do more of it in the future.)
Therein lies my problem. It's unquestionable that I need to find a job. But I won't be a desirable employee if I don't pass second semester senior year and thus don't graduate. On the other end of the spectrum, I want to be social and hang out with my friends, but they seem to want me to blog. But then I need to find time in my day so that I can do things that are interesting enough to blog about. It's a sad state of affairs when I'm brainstorming blog ideas and I write down "Grocery Store Receipt - sweet potatoes, Nutella, and apples".
Yes, that was my actual receipt from Monday and on my list of blog ideas. I have no idea why I thought that would be interesting to write about.
This could all be stemming from the rapidly approaching May 22nd, and that looming feeling that this will all be over soon. I hate thinking that way, but when it feels like everything is just slipping by, it's hard to stop and soak it all in. New Goal: Live like I told myself to live ten months ago.
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