I’m taking a few minutes out of a somewhat busy morning to write. There’s something positive to be said about having a full schedule the whole day. My last thoughts at night are about how much I’ve accomplished during the day, and I feel like I’ve actually been useful. It’s just that right now I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day or more than seven days in a week. I find myself frustrated that I sit at my desk nine hours a day and I never seem to be able to finish a project without new ones piling on top of it. I do get things done, but my work as a whole is never done.
I also never realized how much I love having a lot of free time until I had almost all of it taken from me. I work from 9am to 7pm Mondays to Thursdays, 9am to 6pm on Fridays, and 9am to 1pm on Saturdays. There’s hardly any time left over to spend with the people I love and care about. And then this week I have dance rehearsals every evening. I’ve only seen my parents and sister when we’re half-awake: in the early mornings at breakfast, and late at night when I get home and they’re all ready for bed.
Dance rehearsals for the Nike Rockstar Workout Bollywood Tour have also been a mixed bag; I think our “tribe” (group) has developed good rapport, but I also feel like we’re not maximizing the time we have (usually an hour) to polish the main routine. I’ve been told I take the Bollywood routine too seriously, but hey, 100,000 pesos worth of Nike products is serious business! Ü Anyway, I still do enjoy myself and that’s the important thing, but I wish we could do better. There are only three days left to put everything together and I’m getting a bit worried we won’t be able to get it done.
And I’m out of time. Back to work.