I was going to tell my mom in a voice-mail why I haven't called her lately. I wanted her to know that I'd been seriously busy, so as I dialed her I started thinking of a list of what I'm up to.
- driving three hours a day just to do that
- covering extra shifts, actually, because my co-worker has been in the hospital for a month
- Add two hours a day of driving for that
- writing a novel
- blogging for myself, also ghostwriting and trying to gear up to contribute to the one I started with @RenderMeMama
- starting an improv troupe with a couple of friends, from scratch and with a deadline
- Editing a chapbook
- Providing base-camp services for @HikingInNoHurry (Who is on the Appalachian Trail)
- Taking care of my dog
- cooking because I can't afford to eat out
- voluntary PR for an upcoming staged reading
- co-ordinating artists for mini, personal art shows in the lobby of the building I work in
- working out in some way, every single day
.....I know... 15 things. Notice that sleeping isn't on here. Or showering. Breathing. Let me assure I'm doing those things as well. And socializing. It's so funny how far things have come in a year or so. These things are all wonderful to be a part of. I won't cut any of them.
By the time I finished leaving her the message, I realized that it was even more than I initially had the whole scope of.
Have I finally bitten off more than I can chew? Can I keep all of this down? Time will tell, but I'm feeling tenacious. By the end of my message, I already knew I'd need to call her back, and in the end I was able to do so about an hour later. It still surprises me how good it is to say honestly that I'm exhausted, but tremendously happy. I'm able to tell her that persistence is paying off. Believe me, that's something my mother needed to hear.
I searched, waited and/or labored a long time for this much good stuff to come my way, and I'll be damned if being a little bit of fatigue stops me from loving every moment.
But yes, I need to call my mom more often. Sorry, mom. :)