I think I’ve been spreading myself a bit thin lately, and in doing so I’ve steadily neglected to actually switch of to get some down time. The realisation that one of my longest and closest friends is turning 25 has hit me like a bus, and even more so has the fact that I’m not too far behind her.
If you had asked me, when I was 13, “where do you see yourself in 10 years?” my answer wouldn’t have been where I am now. I had high hopes, and apparently a lot of potential that I didn’t capitalise on. So now in my early 20s I’m learning from my previous shortcomings. I’m actively devoting myself to what I’m passionate about writing – and content creation – after all I did do a degree in it! – and I’ve even made a few changes to get me on the right path in terms of blog direction but there’s still so much to do.
I woke up recently wishing how I can turn the clocks back, just a few years, and relive some of my recent memories – the simplicity of just having to go to university and sit for three hours moaning about assignments is a faint and rapidly fading memory. I’m in my first ‘real’ job, and honestly not having that much fun anymore, but it’s salaried and I’m not in a position to be able to walk away yet. That being said, one day I will be and that’s why I’ve been spreading myself like butter on toast – to make sure I have the means and capability to support myself when I do.
I want all the experience I can get before I really don’t have the time, or the energy. And as a result, I’m working Monday-Friday 9:30-17:30 and commuting an hour either way for my job, whilst also trying to make sure I stay on top of my blog. Oh, and that’s all before I even talk about the experience I’m getting as a Content & Management Exec (that title is far better than my actual weekday one and it’s only work experience at the moment). Have I even mentioned sleep yet?! Well, it’s almost non-existent.
Basically there’s not enough hours in the day for me to get everything I want done, so my downtime is the thing that suffers most. Ultimately I spend very little time resting and recharging, and even less time with people that I care about.
**At this point I should add Vanessa’s schedule is pretty much as tragic as mine is, and the fact that we live so close means we actually get to hang out for a while every now and then.**
I enjoy the simple things; I love going out for food and drinks – hot or the alcoholic kind – but I can easily sit curled up watching an endless amount of Disney movies with fruit tea and biscuits.
So here’s me, telling you from my bed, I’m making an active effort to make some time for myself in the mess that I call my life, while I drink tea and eat some limited edition Crabtree & Evelyn rose and white chocolate biscuits*. Like DJ Khaled said, “Treat yo’self”. Life is just far too short to overthink and stress about ‘work’-related things.
I don’t want the FOMO hanging over me constantly weighing me down, which is exactly what it has been doing. My vow to myself – do what I love, not stress about the work stuff, travel to places I really want to visit but most importantly make time for myself.
Wish me luck!
*c/o Crabtree & Evelyn
I’ve never been one for ‘about me’ pages so let's keep it short and sweet: I'm in my twenties, London-based, love food, oh, and partial to a rum-based drink... or just the rum tbh.