Schedule? What Schedule?

It's Saturday night. I only worked six hours today, but the accumulative effects from this week (scratch that—this month!) have me exhausted. I lounge on my bed, watching TV, browsing a few posts on Beneath the Tangles… and then I realize: It's Saturday. Yesterday was Friday. I should have posted a Rewind or Origins post!

Here's the deal: I'm busy, and it's not like during school, when I look at my planner multiple times a day to see what homework I have and what I'm supposed to do. Thus, I don't write "blog post" in a slot for Friday evenings, and I definitely don't check to see what I planned to write.

I want to write. I need to write, for my sake. And I have written a little. In fact, I started a post related to The Kawai Complex Guide to Manors and Hostel Behavior, and I hope to finish it soon.

But I haven't figured out how to make writing (of any type) a priority in my already full schedule. And that's not the only thing I've left out. I haven't spent much time with God, or doing chores. I don't particularly like the messy state of my room. In some ways, my scheduling is worse than during the school year. I'm used to my college life, including the stressors involved. I'm not used to balancing work and internship stuff.

While I'm working, I help customers best I can, smiling as much as appropriate. I move almost constantly at the store and try to let my mistakes roll off my back. When I work for the publishing company, I sound professional on the phone and generally do what I can, learning all the while. But when I come home, I collapse.

For the first time, my summer is more about work than play or writing. This marks another step into adulthood, and I'm scrambling to keep up.

To all the (older) adults who work full time (particularly at retail stores) and live balanced lives: you are amazing. Someday, I want to be like you. And by someday, I mean next week, not in five years. In five years, I want to write or edit all day.

To said workers who also have kids: …wow. Just… wow. You are heroes.

It's not that I dislike any of my work. I'm just slow to adjust, and I'm clearly disoriented when it comes to days of the week. Sorry about that.

I'll post something more substantial soon. I think. No promises.

And no promises about Friday, either.