Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Sometimes I get carried away. There are so many places that I want to see, so many people I want to meet, so many things that I want to try, and so many words that I want to write that I have a hard time saying no to opportunities when they arise - opportunities that I truly do not have time for.
Like everyone else out there, my time is overloaded, in my own way. Not any better or worse than yours, but overloaded all the same. I have a full-time job. During my lunch break I visit the websites and blogs that I follow. I read books when I work out at the gym after work. I have a big-time blogging hobby to which my evenings are devoted. I try to save my weekends for friends, family, sports and life's errands. But I also have this part-time writing gig with UpTake, living out a tiny piece of a dream to get paid to write about the places I encounter in my travels. Which means that my weekend hours also get devoted to visiting attractions and working to write posts about them for UpTake.
I have also contributed infrequently to their Restaurants Blog. When I inquired recently about providing some new restaurant posts, it was mentioned that they could use another regular writer for that blog as well. And so of course I nominated myself for the position and worked out a schedule with the editor.
I have now doubled my "side job" workload which means even less time on weekends to do things in the real world - like go find these places to write about! Ack. I love to write. I love especially to write about travel and things to do, and I love getting paid small tokens to do so. But I also love to write here. For myself. For Andy. For anyone else who stumbles across the Bumbles. I love to read. I love to play with our cat. I love to take a walk with my camera with no destination in mind. I love to analyze sports stats and fiddle with my fantasy team lineups. I love to watch reality TV. I love to get lost in movie marathons. I love to listen to tunes with Andy while relaxing over some tasty brews. I love to gather friends and family together and see how loud the room can get. I love sleep. And I'm not giving up any of the things I love to create the time I need to do the work that I promised to provide. The work that I am excited to do.
Instead I will steal time from bill paying, toilet scrubbing, weed pulling, laundry sorting and any other number of important chores that keep life running smoothly but which I hate doing. I hope Andy, the cat and anyone else planning a visit doesn't mind the mess. Because I've got better things to do. Including a few moments for absolutely nothing, to recharge the creative mind and active spirit by slowing down that time that always wants to race on by.