Let's have some awful time together!
The other day I got a text from my friend Andrew, asking, “How do you do things like have a job but stil go out at night and still manage to have energy for laundry/dishes?”
Because, let’s face it, when you think about all the things that have to happen in a day– or even a week– it looks like a montage without accompanying narrative:
A full life might just mean a busy life, a life that borders chaos. Even cloistered nuns have tasks to do in between their devotionals. But I’m not sure I have an answer between work/life balance, except that like anything else, the harder you work at it, the easier it gets.
For instance, if you’re anything like me, you start to do the dishes in spare moments where ordinarily you might be interested in anything else. You clean your bathroom because you care about a clean bathroom as much as you care about getting to work on time. When you line up your cowboy boots against the wall, you do so with love and care because those are your cowboy boots. You turn the mundane into the sacred because otherwise, you’d neglect the mundane.
That’s all I’ve got.
Also, yesterday I turned 27, and for my birthday I got a cold, and that’s why I’m writing for home, covered in blankets, watching “Revenge” and wondering who will bring me some spicy food. Anyone? Oh, I’ll just do it myself. AS PER UUSH.