My college class schedule for this fall is crazy because I don't have a single regular class time. Each one is at 4:30 p.m. or later, with the exception of a 7:50 a.m. time slot.
Lucky me.
My first frightening thought when I looked over this scary schedule was the realization that I would need to learn how to be productive before the p.m. Like most college students, I go about my classes in the day, eat dinner and relax in the evening, and save all that glorious homework for nighttime... if I ever get around to it.
So far this summer, I've been thrown into the fire with daytime (but also still nighttime) productivity, with the paradigm shift coming to its pinnacle yesterday on my rare day off.
I had things to do, people to call, blogs to write, research to... research, and errands to run. But I had gotten precious little sleep in the previous week. It would have been very easy to sleep in until noon, lie in bed and watch
This, like pretty much everything else I've been through this summer, has taught me a lot about life. During those tired moments, I've found myself longing for the sweet release of schoolwork, realizing now how much free time I'll have compared to working for the Boomers. So not only will I enjoy the free time I have more, but I'll make better use of all my time as well.
I'm blessed enough to have both a job (actually, all of my jobs qualify here) and a personal life that I love. As hard as it is sometimes to be away from one or the other, I think I'm learning to do a better job of balancing it this summer. And that might be the most valuable lesson I learn in this crazy class called Intro to #Boomerica.
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