Exhausted – the life of a busy 20-something

I don’t know where the days are going guys. It feels like ever since we have come back from Asia, we have dove straight into work and being young 20-somethings just living their lives. We have spent nights with family, with friends, at games, at the movies, cleaning the house, working. We have tried to plan multiple beach trips but there’s always been something else taking us away from that (a party, being lazy, shopping, work). And suddenly I’ve been back in Sydney for longer than my holiday in Asia, which tbh, did feel quite long and I definitely experienced a bit of homesickness at some point (because, you know, I missed my bed and home cooking a lot).

I don’t think we have had one night of quiet since we have come back. We decided to build a home gym in our house, on a whim, over the last few days. That’s the sort of shit that we do. We get big ideas then we go out and do them. We get super excited about our ideas and dive into them 200% and we usually achieve what we set out to do which is always super exhilarating, but then on the other end I find myself saying:

“Why am I so bloody tired?”

And then I kind of realise it’s because I keep staying up till 2am browsing Pinterest for home gym decor, or I am watching another show, or I am working, or I’ve overstayed my welcome at mum’s house because I keep eating her food, or we have friends over on a Saturday night. The list is endless.

I feel like before I know it, I’m going to be 30, and the womb will be calling and suddenly I will be like, what the fuck? When did I become 30 and where did my 20’s go?

Cejay is turning 25 this year. Smack bang, mid 20’s. And it’s both excited and terrified me.  It’s a quarter of a century and we have achieved so much for our age. It reminds me that we have come so far yet have so much to live for. It reminds me that we are still so young, there is so much left to explore. And it also means that I will have known this man for a decade, a man I have watched grow from the teenager forever locked away in my memories.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m happy. I’m happier than ever. Life is truly amazing at the moment and maybe that’s why I’ve been able to go at full speed for almost 3 weeks now with literally – and I mean LITERALLY no rest. Like, here I am craving a night where I can just sit on the couch as soon as I come home from work. We have not had a night like that at all. We have spent less time in our house than I would like. I don’t think I’ve had a sleep that has lasted longer than 7 hours. My shortest so far has been 2. Yeah, I’m serious.

And that was last night. I had a total of 2 hours sleep. Then I woke up and went to work early. I didn’t end up taking a lunch break and will continue to be working tonight, which I will fit in with going over to my mother-in-law’s house for dinner. I think if I didn’t love my work, I would not be able to do this (which was the case for me last year when I was in a different field). But now, gosh I love it. So I don’t mind now.

Of course, that sort of thing isn’t sustainable. I can’t keep going the way I have for the last 3 weeks. The thing is, I like seeing our families. I like seeing our friends. I like going to the movies and we have made a pact to spring clean the entire house and tbh, I really like organising. I’m someone that loves to tick things off a list.

I spent a majority of last year, when I was in a job I disliked, being so dispassionate about life. I procrastinated and I felt incredibly lazy. Now I am feeling a lot more like myself, and I am someone who just loves to get things done FAST.

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll have some rest this weekend. But for now, I have a meeting at 7pm tomorrow and I am probably seeing my friends on Friday and Saturday, and there is a big family event day at the beach (yay the beach finally!) on Sunday (after one of Cejay’s soccer games at 9 in the morning) so um, Sunday night might be relaxing?

Jess xo

Monday, Bloody Monday

Today it is Friday! As we all know, everyone loves Friday because the entire weekend is ahead of you. You’ve just gotten through another week and you’re probably feeling proud and accomplished of the work that was achieved over the last 5 days, and now it’s time for a well deserved rest.

But everyone hates Monday because it is the start of another working week. Time to do it all again. However, what I’m trying to do is change my perspective of Monday. It is a new opportunity. It is a new chance. It means new beginnings. We all love new year don’t we? Despite the fact that we have to “do it all again?” Isn’t that essentially what Mondays are? Instead of it being a new year though, it is a new week. Why should that affect the way we treat Mondays? Sure it means you can’t sleep in until lunchtime, sure it means you actually have to get dressed for work and go into horrid peak hour traffic, but it still means a new beginning.

I want life to be lived. I don’t want to wake up after 20, 30, 40, 50 years and look back at how much I hated Mondays. In fact, back in my old job I only really started getting excited on Wednesday nights because it meant hump day was over. It meant there was only 2 days left being the lower end of the 5 day scale. In Sydney we have late night shopping on Thursday nights, so that meant I had something to look forward to on Thursdays, and Fridays were always good.

And to be honest, to get to that line of thinking where I actually felt happy on Wednesday nights took me some time. Before that I worked to feeling happy on Thursday nights because there was only one day of work left. Before that, I was only ever happy after lunch on Fridays because it was the last leg of the race. Only a few more hours till home time.

It’s all about perspective. And now, I don’t want to hate my Mondays. My Mondays are MINE. They are my opportunity in life. Tuesdays are always a bit better because, well, it was never a Monday. Wednesdays were sometimes hard because you were still dealing with most of the week left. But I am going to work as hard as possible to at least appreciate my Mondays. I’m going to try to appreciate every Monday I have. Because who knows, it could be the start to an AMAZING week.

Jess