Lesson #8: Not Enough Hours in a Day

Yeah, I know, I forgot to post something yesterday. I mean, technically, I didn't "forget" so much as literally have not one spare minute. It's pretty insane when you live in another state from where you work, have friends and family scattered across the globe, you are home for literally 48 hours a month, and have to catch up on laundry, bills, apartment woes, conference calls, and of course, important friends and shopping activities.

Yesterday was a whirlwind in terms of work, commitments, childhood friends from overseas, making sure shit just got done, and I'm honestly not even sure it all did. I had to deal with health insurance, automobile mileage, booking plane tickets, booking hotels, buying tickets for events, coordinating restaurant reservations, making sure I dropped off my laundry and dry cleaning so it would get done before I leave again tomorrow. This is the insanity that is my life. And especially my life in New York. And I really don't like it one bit. How do normal folks cope with Life and all of the fucking Paperwork and Logistics that go along with it? When did things get so complicated? And why am I so bad at it all?

I've never been a detail/deadline person. I don't keep spreadsheets. Or budgets. Or receipts. Despite all of my smart devices, they still won't organize your life for you (unfortunately). Lately, I spend most of my days thinking "What can I leave out today? Eating? Sleeping? Going to the gym?" (you can guess which falls by the wayside). There has got to be a better way. But then it seems like all I do is plan ahead for planning ahead. And that's really not a fun way to live life.