Like write this blog post and read at the same time so I’m going to be quick cause I barely blog these days.
I have to categorise my life and realise I can’t do everything I’d like to. I’d like to learn calligraphy, game and put more effort into poling regularly and still walk my dog. But I can’t. There isn’t enough hours.
I’m already working full time, now in a managerial role which will include more mental strain and maybe more hours to get the work done. I’m wanting a tidier house and back yard. I want to walk my dog regularly. I want to read every day multiple times. And I want to finish my TAFE course.
Did you notice I didn’t mention writing? That’s because I’m not. I’m not writing actively. It’s sad, but necessary. The time I would write is being taken up by TAFE which I was super keen on at the end of the year, but now it’s drawing to a close I’m wondering if I want to study another course.
I wanted to finish the course I’d attempted once and failed, but since I took to studying well in the second half of 2018 I thought I’d go from there and gain more skills for better employment.
But my manager is leaving and I landed the promotion. I have a better job that I’m (probably) ready for (with some development and learning to be done). I don’t need to study further unless I feel that my skills as a leader are lacking to the point of taking a cert IV in leadership.
If I don’t continue to study I’d like to get back to writing. I’d also like to balance walking my dog with pole dancing at home more often (as opposed to rocking up to my fortnightly class with no practice done what-so-ever).
There is so much throughout life that tugs and pulls at everyone, but we have to realise we can’t do it all. We have to choose a few things to really invest our time in or be sporadic with hobbies. I’m struggling to accept this, particularly with my writing, but hopefully it’ll be a priority soon. And that I’ll find the mental adjustment to know that I would prefer to succeed in a few things, than do okay in everything.