My time is precious, lately. Working two jobs leaves little time for play. Most weeks, I schedule a plan to fit in all my workouts, house work, food prep, and social life. Lately, I feel like I've been missing out on fun in order to get everything done and get enough sleep. So last week, I decided to say yes to everything fun.
Tuesday - "Wanna have a drink?" Yes. (This is what started my week of yes. I rarely drink during the week but ran into a friend that insisted I stay and have a drink with him. I thought, "I should stay and have a drink. Life isn't about going to bed early or worrying about the calorie content of two draught Lazy Magnolia Southern Pecan, it's about connections with people and enjoying the company of friends.)
Thursday - "Wanna go to the pool party and see Andy Grammar, Gavin Degraw, and Cobie Callait?" Yes.
Friday - "Wanna grab a drink?" Yes. "Wanna grab another drink?" Yes. "Wanna grab another drink?" Yes.
Saturday - "Wanna day drink on the boat all day?" Yes. "Wanna go to the bar without washing your hair after being in False River?" Yes. "Wanna drive back to Lake Charles and go out dancing until 5:00 AM?" Yes.
Four days last week involved drinking...that is waaay too much. All the drinking and social activity led to me only squeezing in two workouts, unless you count weed eating, which would bring the total to 3. Not to mention I spent most of Sunday catching up on sleep with an epic 3 hour nap, which means I didn't grocery shop, food prep, or finish laundry for the week. Not preparing for the week is a problem, because I'm working job #2 four nights and have a baby shower to attend on Thursday, so I don't really have a second to spare until Saturday.
Despite the fact that I'm going to have to eat canned tuna and eggs for the next 5 days because I don't have time to cook, I don't regret the week of yes. Sometimes I get so consumed with the things I should do (work, clean, cook, laundry, yard work, exercise, sleep) that I skip the things I want to do (spend time with friends). I will get around to that load of whites eventually and I won't starve to death if I don't have time to make turkey meatloaf for the week. Memories laughing with friends are irreplaceable.
Life is all about balance. And this week I will definitely be back to boring old me, mostly because I won't have time to even consider boozing with friends.
Do you ever feel like you have to give up on fun to maintain a healthy lifestyle? How do you keep a balance?