Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Picking Priorities

I am usually the kind of person that sticks to a commitment - if I sign up for a class, I go to every one. Well I'm seriously falling out of character with the swim lessons I signed up for on Wednesday nights. Last week, I skipped because I opted to go get drunk in celebration of good news on my grant (and drinking and swimming are probably not a good combination). This week I skipped swimming so I could work on finishing a paper from grad school. What's weird is that swim lessons are on Wednesday night, so I was already skipping something else - book club! I haven't been to book club since July. So this is an odd night - I'm skipping BOTH book club AND swimming tonight. I feel kind of guilty, except I'm working so it's an unusual kind of guilt. I guess I'm entering the adult world of Feeling Guilty for Working Too Much.... hmmmm....

4 comments:

Peggy said...

Are other nights in the week booked up with activities too or is it just double booked Wednesday that is the problem? You could just officially drop something if you don't like it.

Uncle KT said...

I echo Peggy's suggestions. It sucks though---I liked it when I was little and my parents scheduled everything for me and I got driven around.

J-Funk said...

Peggy- Other nights, we are out running (training for the half marathon) but Wednesday night so far is the only double booked night. I think I have officially dropped book club for the time being, I'll probably go back when swim lessons are over.

KT - I don't miss that. My parents would only drive me around so much, and the rest of the time: bus! I was SO HAPPY when I could finally drive myself to all my activities, and I still revel in it.

Newt said...

Sometimes girl, you just need some down time. Running yourself ragged, both literally and figuratively can be exhausting not just physically but mentally as well. honey, don't feel bad, sometime you just need to "hang out"

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