Too Much To Do.

At my brother’s wedding recently, my aunt castigated me for never calling her. It was the kind of passive-aggressive faux-mock that gets my hackles up like very little else does. I had the comeback, though. “If I had more than six hours altogether, I’d come see you.” She lives in Victoria. It’s hard to get there. Every time we speak, she reminds me that I have a bed if I want to have a holiday with her.  But I don’t have the time.

The thing is, this summer has been one of the busiest I can remember. Monday, Tuesday and Friday I car-jockey before I teach at 10AM. I’ll teach on and off til six, five days a week. And the weekends are for chores, mostly.

When I start tutoring again in late August, I don’t think I can keep on going, even though I’ll be teaching starting in the afternoons. I feel bad about it, but there comes a time when I have to accept that, even though I like to be busy, enough is enough.

6 Comments to “Too Much To Do.”

  1. By Arwen, August 13, 2009 @ 10:43 pm

    That sounds like good sense. Rest is important, too.

  2. By Liz, August 14, 2009 @ 11:25 pm

    Boy, is it ever important. After today’s 14 hours of cars-teaching-cars-teaching-teaching-cars, I can say I am ready for a chilled weekend.

  3. By rachel, August 16, 2009 @ 6:35 pm

    As someone who’s contributed to your workload this summer: THANKS. And it’ll all be over in a week (or at least, y’know, my part of it!)

  4. By rachel, August 16, 2009 @ 6:36 pm

    Also: Who wants to go blackberry picking the SECOND we get back? Anyone? Bueller?
    Captcha: cozy alien. Oh yeah!

  5. By rachel, August 16, 2009 @ 6:36 pm

    Oh, right, you wanted LESS to do…

  6. By Liz, August 16, 2009 @ 7:28 pm

    Yes! Blackberry picking! That is not work, that is blackberries!

    A warning, though, they’re not very good this year. Maybe not enough rain or maybe the planets were not aligned.

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