Last time I made it to the page, I wrote about fear and it’s active role in my lack of blog posting success. Today is about that elusive resource–time. Time (or lack thereof) is a big theme in my life these days, I can’t figure out if it should be written TIME to state it’s massive importance or time because it simply seems to disappear as soon as I feel like I’ve finally gotten some!

So what is it that is keeping me so busy? I’ve concluded it is the time warp of life moving increasingly more quickly as I get older and seriously begin adulting (attempting, but A for effort). To make it really interesting days feel like seconds, months feel like minutes and years feel like months. And I feel like I’m on a sprint to accomplish all the things, like RIGHT NOW, while trying to find the balance between adulting and enjoying my life. (If you have figured that out, please show me the way. Actually, any people from Fairfield Harbor out there? You all seem to have it pretty figured out!).

Because when left to my own devices, I’m like a pendulum swinging erratically back and forth between extreme adulting, marked by periods of vacumming the ceiling and dusting the baseboards to make the house ready for the dinner party we are hosting, to extreme anti-adulting rebellion which consists of binge-watching shows like Shameless in bed with Doritos and champagne.

Maybe the problem is that I’m trying to best time and show that I’m the boss and I’m in charge. I will conquer these wrinkles, and those grey hairs, and the job, and this blog, and those dust bunnies, and every relationship, and juggle volunteer positions, and recycle responsibly (because duh, I am a citizen of the world!), and exercise, and make healthy choices, and I will do it like it has NEVER been done before.

And so it goes on for awhile until I find myself completely exhausted and disdainful of the whole rigamorole of trying to be everything to everyone, and wondering what’s wrong with just being me who likes to eat Doritos in bed and watch all the television ever made? And so on, and so on, and so on. So my constant battle with time has to do a lot with me being neurotic and probably a fair bit to physics and time theories that are wayyyy over my head, and just the mania of life when you want it all.

So this year I’m working on some hacks and tricks and habits and mindset adjustments to help ease this constant battle I’ve been waging with time. Will I best time? Will I find the balance I so want? Will Doritos and I ever meet again? Stay tuned. And what about you? Any changes in the new year?

P.S. I am making progress with time hacks. While writing this blog, I am also sitting under a hair dryer (yes, like the ones at the beauty shop) working on my do. And don’t judge the expense–it’s a huge time saver, feels like a spa experience, and I’m multi-tasking. Progress!