I would describe myself as the epitome of an introvert. One of my favorite places to hang out is the quite room of a university library in my neighborhood. During my commute work, I can always be seen with a book in hand, and ear buds on, completely shutting me out to the outside world. I recently left a job that required me to be in front of guests 24-7 for a 9-5 office job where my only interaction with strangers would be over the phone or through email. Though it has only been 1 1/2 weeks, I feel considerably lighter and happier. On Saturdays, I work at a cosmetic store that does require me to be in front of customers, but because this is only one day a week (and I love the company!) it is the perfect setup for me.
Sundays for the time being, are my only day off. Being an introvert, am I fan of this set up because if I plan my day right, I can potentially spend the whole day by myself. I can use this time to blog (like I’m doing right now!), write friends I haven’t spoken to in a while, work on little projects that I haven’t had time for, practice my Spanish, and go on a long run. A dream day for an introvert! The trouble is, I come from a family of extroverts. My day off, to them, is an opportunity to spend time with them, which doesn’t fit my description of an ideal day off. It’s not that I don’t love them. It’s that sometimes I feel that time spend with them is incredibly draining. I am forced to feel guilty for being selfish.
With my new schedule having only been effective for a week, I am still learning how to find the balance with everything. There are so many different things that one has to juggle. Friends. Family. Yoga. Training for the Marathon. Writing. Reading. Cleaning. Sleeping. Studying.
How does one find time for it all?