My turn.
8 am – 10 am: Wake Up. Shower. Eat Breakfast. Get Dressed.
10 am – 6 pm: Work. Lunch. More Work.
6 pm – 7 pm: Traffic.
7 pm – 9 pm: Volunteering.
9 pm – 11 pm: Dinner. TV….and what I’ve been excited for all day – SLEEP!
Yes, that’s just a typical Tuesday for me… it took me about 2 minutes to describe my entire day. Being only 25 years old… that’s just sad. Why isn’t my life as exciting as those “gossip girls” I see on TV? Growing up we are taught to work hard, do things for others, be good people, etc… but what about making time for ourselves? As adults, we get so wrapped up in the mundane routine that we call “life” and it seems like we tend to forget about ourselves.
Lately, I’ve been feeling like my life has become so – for lack of better words – “blah”. My weekdays have become so predictable, and my weekends have become so unadventurous. I remember when I used to stay out all night long, and be able to go to work or class the next morning tired and hung-over. In college I went out religiously, Wednesday to Sunday, never missed a beat. But now, just the thought of going out on a weeknight makes me hesitant. I don’t know what’s stopping me now though, I’m single, I have no real responsibilities (i.e. children, mortgage, etc.), and I actually make money (phew – no more natty light or bankers club). It would make sense for me to want to go out and enjoy myself now that I actually have the means to do so!
Maybe all I need to do is make some time for myself. Make time for me to do the things that I enjoy or that are good for me, so… may be not necessarily going out and partying till the break of dawn everyday, but taking a break every once in awhile to let loose or pamper myself. There are plenty of things that I enjoy, crocheting (I know, that’s pretty lame), trying new restaurants, traveling, visiting friends, shopping… and the list goes on… For once in my life I’m going to be selfish (just for a little while). It’s my turn, I deserve it, and I’m going to make myself happy.
Recently, I’ve realized the things that you accept in life turn out to be the things that you regret the most. That being said, my super-late-new-years-resolution is to not accept my life as being “blah” and start taking time out to do things for the most important person in my life, me. I don’t want to look back in 5 years, or even next year, and think about all the things I could have done. I don’t want to regret anything. Like I said, it’s my turn.
:::puma:::
