the long burnout
I’ve been reading the wikipedia definition of burnout, and yup, that pretty much sums it up. To all my friends who have put up with me for the last two years, in spite of my never returning phone calls or emails, rarely going to parties, and basically being no fun at all anymore, bless you and I promise I am on the mend.
I’ve been working two jobs (at least! sometimes it was more than that) for the last two years or so. On the positive side, this has saved us from bankruptcy, and if I had to have a second job at least I found a pretty great one. On the negative side, this has meant that I haven’t had time to work in my garden, finish my still-unfinished house, play with my pets, bake bread, go out to hear music, do more than the bare minimum on the open source projects I care about, get involved in my neighborhood association, devote much time to activist causes I care about, go hiking in the Appalachian Mountains… well, it’s a very long list.
This situation is at an end. I have quit my second job, and my beloved husband has found a new job that pays him more and doesn’t require him to work evenings and weekends. I feel more hopeful about our lives than I have in a long time. Today:
- I woke up early and went to the farmers’ market with a friend
- People came over to my house and I cooked a mean brunch
- I wrote some long overdue and much-needed documentation for Blacklight
- Matt and a friend re-wired the overhead light in our bathroom so it works for the first time ever.
- I cooked a delicious butternut squash soup for dinner
- And now I have bread rising in the kitchen, I’m listening to music, and actually updating my blog.
This is the year I get my life back.