In theory, this makes sense. The problem arises when the things we have to do every day don't fit into a day. Then these tasks flow into the weekend. Then you repeat this for months on end and things not only start to fall apart, but so does the human. How many months can one person go without doing the 'fun' stuff? I love to read, to bead, to fix things, to shop, to hang out with friends, to sight-see, to travel...but who has time for all that? I don't. I try to convince myself that taking a few hours off on the weekend to bike with other people in places we haven't biked before counts as 'travel' and 'hanging with friends'...but in reality, it's not always enough.
And before anyone suggests that some of the other stuff can wait - tell me how I explain to our goats that they don't get to eat tonight because there's this book that I really want to read, hmmmm?
I blame my parents. They always told me I could do anything I set my mind to and I believed them. What they apparently failed to teach me is that I can't do it all AT ONCE.![]()





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It's also unfortunate that we moved while the market was still strong in this area and had to pay as much for our home/land as we did. 