This week I went to work, took music classes, went to the gym, had a photoshoot, and went to a concert with my family. On top of that I was blogging. I enjoyed all of it, maybe except work. But it left me feeling exhausted. I felt like I didn’t get enough rest.
I didn’t have the mental capacity to communicate as much with my boyfriend, and as a result he felt neglected.
Maybe I planned more things than I should have. After all, out of all those things, the only thing I had to do was going to work. But all work and no play makes me a dull child. I do need a creative outlet. I do need to spend time with my family. I do need to follow my passion.
But I also need to accept that I only have one body and 168 hours a week. I have a relationship to build. A significant other to care for. And most importantly I have myself to take care of.
I need to slow down a little. So in August I am taking 2 music classes in a week instead of 3 and adjusting my gym time. I don’t have to cram in plans for every hour I have and feel rushed all the time. I am young and have everything ahead of me. I live and learn every day.