A new job and its long hours left me with little rest and zero free time. Every day for five weeks, I spent 12 hours on my feet, commuted 60 miles round trip, and absorbed the emotions of countless personalities.
Night after long night, when my days were finally over, I arrived at my home, walked through the front doors, and collapsed onto my couch. Most nights I fell asleep in front of the TV, other nights I was luckily enough to make it to bed. I lead a Groundhogs Day exsistence.
Soon everything faded into the background, as my work life became paramount. Friends became strangers, strangers became friends, meals became snacks, weekends became weekdays. My life disappeared. These circumstances are not out of the ordinary for those in my profession: round the clock emails, phone calls in the early morning, stress and caffeine fueling an endless cycle.
Even when the expectations and responsibilities are known from the start, an experience like this can knock you from your feet, creating an un-balance.
I started to lose my centering before 2009 began. The Holidays took me for a wild, emotional ride, including a weekend trip to New York City, where in bone-chilling weather, I braved the crowded, Christmas streets to catch a glimpse of those famous department store windows. People all around shopped till they dropped, making their final, frenzied flurries to the finish line. Twas a whirlwind end to a fantastic year, but I returned home unrested and restless.
I stopped writing in the midst of the seasonal festivities and travel, and very quickly, time passed. Two months whizzed by without a word written, and soon my life became an unrecorded existence. Or, my existence became nothing (special) recorded.
Yet all along, like a thorn in my side, or the nagging pain of a splinter, I felt the pull to return to my writing. For me, sharing my experiences connects me to my bigger picture, connects me to you.
Today I return to my balance beam of life. I take back the center. I fight for my footing. I strive to create continuing and lasting harmony in all areas my life.
To balance a career, a busy personal life, the responsibilities of raising a dog, household chores, family time and “me” time is a feat only the most skilled multi-taskers can conquer. And now that it’s all said and done, I don’t know if I can consider myself among the multi-tasking elite.
I’m working on it, though. I hope to become one soon.