Just when I thought I was going to be getting a huge bump in my free-time allocation (aka the ability to get my life in order, do things like clean the house and buy groceries/cook dinner), the universe seems to have had other plans.
I feel as though I have LESS free time now that I'm done with school. This entire year has sped by and my post-graduate days are no exception. My workload at the office has spiked and I'm treading water each day - working late, coming in on weekends, and hoping for a light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm teetering on the brink of a full-on panic attack looking at the messy house I live in, my flabby stomach (apparently I'm now allergic to running since the half marathon) and the steady balance on my very last credit card.
I wish I had a pause button where I could get everything back into some semblance of order and then hit play again on the hectic (though quite good) parts of life. Or hire a cleaning service and personal chef. That would help too.
Enough whining, I know. I don't have it bad. I just wish for a tiny little bit more control.
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