Gone for 16 Hours

I’ve been a bit busy lately. For three weeks now, I’ve been holding down a full-time and part-time job. From 8:15 AM to 12:15 PM, I’m a designer for an internet marketing firm in Lancaster, PA. From 2 PM to 11 PM, I’m a warehouse associate for MSC, an industrial supply distributor in Jonestown, PA. Let me put into perspective the busyness. From Monday to Friday, I leave at 7:20 AM in the morning; it takes about 55 minutes to Lancaster. Of course, I need to drive another 55 minutes to get back. I stop at home for about 15 minutes to change from business casual attire to shorts and sneakers for my next job. 20 minutes to get to MSC and back… home by 11:30 PM. So I’m working about 16 hours out of the 24 hours in a day. That leaves me about 8 hours, 6-7 of which I get to sleep. Needless to say, I don’t have very much time and the only reason I can post this blog at 9:30 in the morning is because I’m waiting for approval on some projects I’ve been working on.

I’ve been contemplating a lot lately about my situation, and truthfully, in the vast scheme of everything else that’s happening in this world to other peoples, my life is warm buttery syrup over fluffy chocolate chip pancakes (mmmm, I can eat that right now!). I’ve met a guy who’s been working two jobs for the past five years, and he’s married with two kids. I’ve been only doing it for three weeks and can’t even manage to think I’m going to do it another week. The one slight disadvantage, of course, is relationships. I don’t have time for any of them…except my wife, which I’ve quickly learned how much I’ve taken for granted spending time with her. I’m desperate for a five minute conversation on the phone with Sarah. Thankfully, I’m off during Saturdays and Sundays, so I get to relax with my wife and regenerate for the coming week.

In another post, I’ll share more about my current experiences. Now back to work.