Happy Spring! It's the first day of spring and it's a beautiful day here in Chicago. The clouds are moving, hopefully away from us, and the blue sky should be inviting. But for me, it still feels like a chore to get out of bed and get to the store. I'm feeling better so I have to venture forth and get laundry done. But I don't want to do anything except sit here and either game and watch shows or write. I hate it when I have to force myself to do chores like I'm still a kid inside and only want to do what I want to do.
This cough really won't go away. Day eight. But I'm not sick enough to go to a doctor or miss work. I did rest all day yesterday. I even took a nap. Slept for five hours and felt a lot better when I woke up. Sometimes I think all I really need to kick this is a few days to rest. But I can usually only get one.
Adulting is hard. I hate it most days. But I'm really good at it. I find ways to pay bills and keep my head above water in an economy that is so scary that any minute I could be without all the things I've worked so hard to achieve. And, like you, I'd like my days off to be days where I might just be able to enjoy life. Instead of having them be full of things I have to do to prepare for more work and responsibilities, and adulting. I suppose I could try to do some adulting after work. But I'm so tired at night after work that I can't face doing more adulting after all day of adulting.
And then there are all the things I should do. Like diet and exercise. More adulting. I'd rather just play or quietly color. Reading a book and escaping into another world seems like the best use of my day. But that stupid adulting keeps telling me I have dishes to wash.
I think the hardest thing about my job is that when I'm done cleaning their house the last thing I want to do when I get home is clean my own. So mine waits until I can't stand it anymore, and then I clean it. Funny thing about that is that it's so small it takes me about an hour to clean it. So when I tell you that I hate adulting and I'm lazy, it's not a lie. I think I need someone to do my laundry and dishes and grocery shopping for me. LOL Then I can just write and play all day on my weekends. That would be the best. So maybe to appease the child in me I need to do more adulting on the scheduled adult days and allow myself to be a child on my days off. What a great idea. I wonder who will be stronger after work....my inner child or my inner adult?
More coffee for my inner adult while my inner child thinks about giving up the computer....