It is such a constant balancing act. No?
Those pesky chores, getting enough sleep, eating.
Then I want to draw every day
Blog every day
Paint every day
I am taking Catalan classes
I should exercise more
Get back to running (around and around in circles on a blinking track in honour of my d*mn butt)
Be a spouse
Be a friend
Finish the house
Find that funky smell in my painting space...I suspect the washing machine
A kagillion little things
Grade (oh how I HATE grading)
Prep Summer 2011 in Toronto (OMG it has arrived again! The hassle part, not the fun part)
Mostly though, read, blog, draw, paint, study and run.
The parent thing and the wife thing I don't have trouble finding time for. The drawing falls by the wayside easily, the running I am going to have to commit to. Have to.
Then there are these courses..
OMG, I am so utterly unreasonable about the time I have. No wonder I've had back to back colds for three weeks and no voice for two. My mother always used to say to me that my eye are bigger than my stomach. I think they are bigger than my day now.
Honestly, when will I learn.