I ran a half-marathon this morning. This afternoon, I unpacked the Platonic Solids from the Decompression installation. I bike soon to my three-hour evening computer class. Tomorrow I send off a grant proposal for New Year’s Eve art. I start swim class on Thursday. Four us depart on Friday for Lassen Volcanic National Park and a weekend of camping.
I chant my new mantra, “So much to do, so much to do.” I thought a year away from work would open endless moments of idle bliss. I am busier than ever and occasionally frantic. I welcome the adventures, but my expected free time is surprisingly less free.
I used to shout, “I’ll rest when I’m dead.” Now, I wish to rest when I’m alive, thank you very much. Time will open up again, perhaps in January. For the rest of 2014, I’ll be happily busy with projects of my choosing. At least I’m not entering data, stirring paint, or watching glue dry – all jobs I was once paid to do.