Adulthood is a Myth

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My sister sent me an awesome birthday gift this week.

A Sarah’s Scribbles 2020 calendar entitled Adulthood is a Myth.

I felt that one to my soul.

Not only was it strange to remember that next year is 2020, but the calendar also has the added advantage of making me laugh at myself. Because adulthood is a myth. And I love it.

This last week was all about adulting for me. Getting up early when I didn’t want to, plowing through meetings and checking tasks off my to-do list, procrastinating on my writing and having to scramble to make up for it later.

You know. The kinds of things we all do.

Also, my tire went flat on Friday night. At work. I may or may not have changed it while still in a skirt.

Actually, forget that. I totally changed it while still in a skirt. Because I am an adult and that’s what an adult does when they’re off work and have a whole weekend ahead of them only to find they have to start said weekend off with a flat tire.

My work clothes ended up looking a little worse for wear.

See, my spare tire is caked in dust. Because I live on a dirt road. And I never wash my car.

Arguably my own fault, but there it is.

A very sweet older man offered to help me. I told him I was fine and that I could handle it. While trying to turn one of my lug nuts the wrong way.

In my defense, he startled me and I was flustered. So I can’t be responsible for my actions.

I think the poor man was worried I was crazy. He sat in his car for an uncomfortably long time waiting to see if I would finish. I would have let him help, only I was already halfway done and the rest was reasonably easy. No point in two of us getting covered in road dust just because I never wash my car.

In the end, it wasn’t as bad as it sounds. Since I always have my jack in the car and a spare, it’s easily fixed and done with. And I’m no stranger to having to fix my tires myself. One does, you know, when one has no boyfriend/husband to do such things. But Friday night—and most of the week—really showed me how easy it is to finish a day, arrive home, and . . . have nothing left for writing. No time, no energy, no creativity.

It’s amazing how quickly it happens. Sometimes, as a writer with a full-time job, good intentions just aren’t enough. Things have to be cut out in order to give oneself the time that’s needed.

Since I’m still deciding exactly what things are going to be cut out, I will get back to you on what I eventually do. But don’t be surprised if I suddenly drop off the planet for a month or two. I’m not saying that socializing will be the first thing I cut out to give myself the time I need. Of course not. That would be silly.

It may end up being the second thing, however.

How do you make sure you have time for the important things in your life? Tell me about it in the comments!

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Rob says:

    I take the same approach you might take in an airplane emergency: look after yourself first, so you can then help others. I make sure I’m in good enough condition to take care of my own needs before I look after the needs of others. I’m willing to put my wants on the back burner for the sake of helping family and friends, but my needs come first and foremost. I haven’t always prioritized things like my health, and (surprise!) I’ve ended up in bad shape before.

    Triage isn’t fun, in any sense, but it is an essential skill. I’m glad you were able to get your tire fixed, and I hope you’re able to care for yourself, A.R.

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    1. A.R. Geiger says:

      I like this approach, and it’s very true. If you drown yourself, you won’t be able to help anyone else swim. Thanks for swinging by! I hope to see you over here more often!

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      1. Rob says:

        I’ll try to waddle by more often, for sure. I’m working on building my own blog, but I’m horrible about the upkeep that comes with blogging.

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      2. A.R. Geiger says:

        It takes a lot of time, I’ll give you that. I’d love to see you around more often!

        Liked by 1 person

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