When did everything change? When did we become adults? The world is no longer adventures and imagination. Somehow, it has become twisted with responsibility, lack of sleep, and no fun. Happiness means nothing went wrong that day. We dream big and it never seems like the end. Stress is always looming over you like rain clouds.
At some point, we became adults. We had to buck up and take care of ourselves. We aren’t allowed to ‘have fun’ anymore, because that means work doesn’t get done. If I spend time for myself, my house is a disaster. If I spend time working on my house, my work doesn’t get done. If I actually get enough sleep, I can’t seem to work out in the mornings. It’s an ongoing cycle of what do I have to give up today?
We planned a trip to visit family. Work won’t just wait for me to get back. Work doesn’t stop because it’s the weekend. I still have live beings I need to take care of. They can’t just hang out until I decide it’s time to work again. I work every single day. I’m a dog trainer. Dog trainers don’t get days off. Well, I’m trying to figure out a way again how I can get a day off. I’m changing everything. I love owning my own business and I love what I do, but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Sometimes, it’s too much. Sometimes, I just need a fuckin day off!
I want to feel like I’m balanced. I want to feel like I have my shit together. I don’t. I’m not feeling stressed or overwhelmed. I’m not feeling that because I’m not at 100% capacity yet. I function at 80% stress every day. When I have less, I try to find problems because I don’t know to have a stress-less day. When I’m at more, I feel productive. When I finally get to 100%, I feel like it will never be over. Why do I have to function at 80% or higher all the time?
We’re building a dream. A beautiful dream that is everything I’ve ever wanted. Just as it always happens, when things start to settle down, something is thrown at me. What lesson am I not learning? Why can’t I just experience peace for a short amount of time before something else blows up? My future dream is affected in this hurricane I just entered into. I was looking down the road, but it seems I’m walking that road now, and I have to make decisions that may affect the next 10 years of my life. I’m scared.
When did this happen that I took on so much? I’m only one person. I make a difference, but I can’t change the way the world works. I feel like this is big, and much bigger than I was prepared for. I got a taste of it, and now it’s being shoved down my throat.
I want to go back to when things weren’t this way. When decisions were about which game to play when you got home, and what shoes to wear. But instead I’m faced with decisions like should I clean the house, or should I file clients and make training videos? I just need some time where I’m not thinking about work. It seems impossible.
Oh my god Heather, I could have written this post, well minus the dog stuff. It’s been bogging me down too. I have too many jobs to do after my for tens are done. And what’s up with having our free time at the end of all the work? Everyone in my house seems to take their first, and then forget that there was work to do.
I can just empathize, because short of the aforementioned running away comment in the meme above, I have no miracle answers. Love ya.