Dudes, where can I purchase more time? I need to add about five hours to every day.
Since I lost my “real” job– A job I absolutely loved and would probably never have left– I have found a sort of freedom that I didn’t have before. Not financial freedom or free time (actually, the amount of both of those has gone WAY down) but a mental freedom in that now my career options are fairly unlimited. I can choose whatever path I want now. Sure, I have to start from scratch, which sucks, but I get to choose this time.
Surely, this freedom was always actually there. I didn’t put much thought into it because I thought I’d be there forever and was fine with that. I knew I wanted to do other things, but I wanted to do them as hobbies, and I didn’t really think about how I could make a living doing those other things.
But now! Now I am all ideas! Every day, a new idea about how I can take this thing I love doing or this thing that I’m really knowledgeable about and turn it into success! And I cannot be talked out of it. I am so sure that it can be done, and that it will be marketable and FULL OF AWESOMESAUCE. I can sell other people on the yumminess of my ideas, too. Billy Mays would be proud.
Alas, now I have a problem in that I have started ALL. THESE. PROJECTS. And there is not enough time in the day to put enough effort into all of them and while trying to choose which one to focus on, the whole day passes me by. The enthusiastic, lovely people who I’ve brought on board for these projects are all, “WTF? Can you please stop being such a spaz and… *CLAP CLAP* Over here, Bri. I was talking to you and you started licking the wall.”
Related: I spent four minutes today taking an adult attention-deficit-disorder quiz.
I want to do so many things but I just can’t keep track of them all or pick one (or three). I need to hire some Oompa-Loompas. For my brain.