Time Use

Mar. 13th, 2010 10:26 am
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You know how I'm always saying I don't have time? Here are the things I'd want to include in any given four-week (28-day) stretch:

16 days of work
4 days and 4 - 8 evenings of Angus time
1 - 2 days or evenings of extracurricular relationship activities
3 - 6 days or evenings of friends
6 days or evenings of special events (rat show, spring mysteries, family dinner, movie night). This could overlap with friend stuff, eddimication stuff, Angus time, whatever
4 days minimum eddicatin' meself and doing things I find exciting
4 days cleaning rat cages and doing rattery stuff
4 days or 6 evenings doing Greenie stuff
2 - 3 days cooking (can overlap)
2 evenings chatting about rat breeding

Plus maybe 8 - 10 hours of housecleaning, maybe an hour a day rat snuggling with no agenda, an hour and a bit a day doing email/livejournalling/etc, dinner which thank god can be multitasked, packing lunches which I always ignore, gardening which would ideally take about 6 hours/day.

This comes to mind because I've been thinking of restarting family dinners once I'm back in the neighborhood. My thinking looked like this: I really enjoy this feeling of being able to spend a whole day with Angus, it's been forever. I have four days a week of work, that means I'd have time to spend one day a week with Angus, one day doing cooking and housecleaning for family dinner, and I'd have a day left over for friends or whatever. Oh wait, I am only working four days because the rats are a full day in my own mind, so a day with Angus, a day of cooking and cleaning, a day of rats, and work... that leaves no time for anything! In the ideal world I'd have a whole day a week to bum around with friends, I sure do love open-ended days like that. I always get antsy if I can't do plant stuff, though, and there are a ton of gardenworks workshops coming up I want to go to. Oh yeah! The rat show is coming up. That's going to eat a whole weekend and a lot of my enthusiasm for large crowds for the next little while. Likely will make me wanna skip a couple movie nights. So's spring mysteries. If I build a schedule around four days of work, one day of rat cage cleaning, I'm going to very regularly have no time to spend with Angus or friends... wait, does that sound familiar? Maybe if I pack family dinner and the rats on the same day (always a good idea so they're clean for people) I can at least get people in. But wait...

Jeeze, I guess listing my priorities is a first step. It'd be interesting to assign weights to these times-- because things get weighted by how often I've done them. Like if I just had a crazy cool garden workshop this week, I might forego some other kind of learning in favour of hanging out with a friend, or vice versa. So there's a natural weight where something is a higher priority if I'm deprived of it for awhile. There are a lot of things I start to get twitchy about after a week of being away from them, and after two weeks I kind of forget that they're options at all much I'm a much less happy and resilient person in general. Over February almost everything fell into that category, but over the summer friends tended to, and in the past eddimacation has. (I am really enjoying the ability to listen to lectures at work, currently going through a biology 101 and a book-on-tape of /Outliers/-- I am thinking if I get into BCIT (they finally acknowledged reciept of my application this week) I will tape lectures and re-listen during work time)

I wish I could think up a system where I didn't forget about important things.

Also where my calendar doesn't fill up so freaking fast. Seriously-- April is more-or-less toast, all the weekends are booked at least, I believe there are two weekends in June, one in July, and one in August already booked, and that's without figuring out anything in advance (like housewarming, ratterywarming, people's various parties though I have the masquerade accounted for...)

To think that I used to worry about having nothing to do if I wasn't in multiple relationships!
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That's kind of interesting. I could probably count the number of times I've been that angry in my life on my fingers and toes, at least if I had a clear enough memory to catalogue them. I don't get angry all that often-- and it generally happens right around ovulation. I'm not sure that invalidates the anger, but it's noteworthy.

I definitely feel a little sick after something that intense. Writing in that state is fun; I spent a lot of time learning to swear (and still am doing) and it's something that feels exhilerating (do I sense the word exile in there?) to do as I imagine windsurfing might feel good to do, or maybe storm kayaking. Something like that. Afterwards, though, there's a sort of dull ick. Among other things, I hate feeling that self-righteous-- it tends to come with fury, for me. For another, it's not about doing anything, it's just something going on inside me-- and I don't like wasting effort in that way. I will spend tons of time and emotional energy doing something which only accomplishes making me happy (Read more... )) but spending all that effort on something which neither fixes the problem nor makes me happy? Eh. If you spend time on something it is you, and I don't want that to be me.

Given that, I don't have a lot more to say on the subject. I do, however, have an interaction with Angus which I need to relate.Read more... )

There were two big things here, though, for me. One is that my relationship with Angus is obviously not based on wanting him to have perfect knowledge of me. When I was little I used to imagine there was a watcher outside my window, a formless presence that just knew I existed, knew what I did-- and that made my life worthwhile. I think I transferred that a little (or a lot) to my other relationships. But now I do my things for myself, and I am loved for myself, and that mysterious 'myself' has receeded further from my understanding and well outside the scope of this interaction to perturb. For someone to misunderstand my actions-- hey, happens all the time. I don't think it means he loves me less or our relationship is founded on fiction. I would have thought that, in the past.

The second thing I have come to know and accept with this is simply that, well, this is my sense of humour. Something that makes me laugh out loud will be an awful comment on the human condition, it will lift my brain up and shake it around, it is the transformation of tears into an odd kind of joy. I laugh when I'm happy, but I rarely laugh at the sort of thing most people pass around as funny-- and just as frequently I find something laugh-out-loud hilarious that no one else seems capable of 'getting'. Well, it appears this ain't going away.

So there we go.

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Sep. 22nd, 2008 09:39 pm
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Further, despite any disadvantages to being in with two roommates, it's nice to be surrounded by pretty boys again. :)

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