It’s been five months since I graduated, two months since I’ve walked, and more than one entire year since I got my first job while still being enrolled in school. Ten months ago I started working at Chick-Fil-A. One month ago I started my full time job and worked at Chick-Fil-A every other night.
Needless to say, the amount of time I have spent sleeping has steadily decreased. There really hasn’t been time for anything. It’s been the one time in my entire life when keeping up with text messages became difficult, and the concept of “free time” seemed like an elusive mythical creature. Sure I’d squeeze in a lunch here, or a quick tutorial on how to drive the dmv license test there, but free time? Granted, I did make sure I kept my weekends free so that I could sleep in one day of the week, or maybe take an eight mile hike with some friends, but to be honest, I was always doing something. I mean work hard, play hard. Right?
I don’t think there is anything inherently wrong with being busy. Being lazy may be a different matter, but who ever picks on the busy bodies? I mean, those of us that are running around like chickens with our heads cut off are hungry. We want to invest in our futures, and so we are willing to make sacrifices in the present in order to build a better future. We find ways to optimize our time and to do as much as we can in half the time.
Yet, never in my entire life have I been as exhausted as I was two weeks ago. Closing shifts three nights a week, combined with a regular 8:30-5:00 job usually ended up with me snoozing all my alarms only to be awakened by my altruistic roommate who told me I should probably go to work. I was forgetting things at work, drinking any sort of coffee as long as it kept me up, and getting so easily frustrated at the smallest things.
So when my dad organized a family vacation, I was so ready to relax and not think about work for an entire nine days (which ironically didn’t work out, because I ended up spending one of those days thinking about what I needed to get done when I got back anyways). We headed to our destination and I finished a book for the first time in probably an entire year. I slept for more than five hours a night. I ate three meals a day.
I think my body was ecstatic because I haven’t seen my hair and nails grow back so quickly… ever!
It was also over this vacation that I started to think about how what I was doing presently was going to get me to where I wanted to go. I realized that while it’s good to be productive, that I could most definitely be a better steward of my time.
There are many things that I still want to do with my life, and for the first time ever, the canvas is all free game for me. I’m not painting with water on old kiddie artbooks anymore, Now we’re talking legitimate oil paints on real canvases.
I decided that it was time for me to give up my precious position at Chick-Fil-A in order to have time everyday to start building some good habits, and to start pursuing some avenues that I never had the opportunity to.
I’m great at saying that I’m going to do things, but my follow through is terrible.
So as my season at Chick-Fil-A winds down, that time will be invested into: actually getting Rosetta Stone and learning Spanish, finally getting back into shape by creating a workout regimen (I just spent ten minutes learning the difference between regime, regiment, and regimen) to consistently follow, and finally storyboarding my film ideas.
I’ve never been so excited to live life as I am now.
There are so many opportunities for us if we would just take that leap of the metaphorical cliff and actually “do it”.
We as humans love routine and being comfortable. It is so hard to leave our safety zone to venture into the unknown, yet as my good friend and I were discussing last night, if we never take the risks that make our hearts pound in our chests, we will never grow at the rate that we potentially could.
If we take the comfortable and easy path, we will live a life wondering what might have happened, had we decided to just go for it.
We want to know what is coming before it comes and we want to know people’s answers before we ask them a question so that we don’t face the shame of rejection.
Almost two years ago, I asked my then friend, that if I asked her out, if she would say yes and be my girlfriend. She refused to answer me and told me that I should ask and find out. After beating around the bush for months, I decided with heart in my ears to ask her if she would be my girlfriend. One of the scariest moments of my life, but I would not trade it for a parallel reality where I wondered if I had only mustered up the courage to ask her, if she would have said yes.
“yesterday you said tomorrow… Just DO IT”
P.S. I think Shia is hilarious (Even Stevens anyone?), but WHAT is with his body language in this video… Are you picking an apple? Massaging your inner thighs? I don’t even know…