Some people enjoy the Thrill of the Hunt or the Thrill of the Chase… it seems, my friends, that I enjoy the Thrill of Being Ridiculously Busy.
Since I’m leaving my job in less than two weeks, and I know it might take me a long time to find another job, I decided to start stocking up on money-making activities here and there. I mentioned I was looking for something extra and a friend called me when her company needed some data entry done; I put up my petsitting cards at a local petstore (guys, I know it’s owned by PetCo, but I love UnLeashed – such a good petstore!) and now I’m walking and doing some positive-reinforcement training with a puppy in town on top of my regular clients; I stopped in at my favorite cookie-only bakery (okay, so there’s only one of those I know of, but it would be my favorite even if it wasn’t the only one) to buy cookies and on a whim asked if they were hiring – now I’m working there a few hours a week.
So I’m basically working four jobs through Christmas, and yes, I am a little bit stressed out, but also – I feel SO GOOD. Every free moment is a moment I could do something with. Quick! I have five minutes while the water boils for tea! Time to make that Christmas ornament I’ve been putting off! Okay, here’s another ten minutes before I have to leave: I’ll put tape on the windows and put the plastic up in a few days when I have fifteen minutes to spare. I am getting an absolute thrill from being so damn busy.
At the end of the day, I am exhausted and usually either asleep or incredibly grumpy (sorry Wife!) by 9:30 at night, but I also feel so productive. Maybe I don’t have a Thing, but maybe my Thing is trying to keep my head up without losing my shit. In a good way.
Are you someone who prefers to be busy than, you know, relaxed? What do you do when you have too much time on your hands? Does anyone besides somewhat crazy me ever actually feel like they have too much time on their hands?
Happy Tuesday, everyone! Hopefully my posts don’t start sounding a little manic as these jobs pick up… please tell me if they do. Or just sit in the corner being quietly entertained by me, and occasionally check in with my wife to make sure she’s doing alright.
*All photos from our Awesome Honeymoon, which I may or may not someday get around to telling you about. Er, about which I may or may not someday getting around to telling you. Yeah.