Dear Kineti readers, I’m exhausted.
I don’t have time for anything anymore. Between kids, Chavah, work, tech talks, weekly music for sabbath, I’m finding less and less time for myself. Less time for the things I enjoy.
Earlier this year I went to Las Vegas for a software developer’s conference. I enjoyed the trip very much. As I look back on why I enjoyed it so much, I think it’s mostly because I actually had some time to myself. Even though it was a work-related trip, there really wasn’t any working. I didn’t have to be dad. I didn’t have to be husband. I didn’t have to be babysitter. I didn’t have to be music leader. I didn’t have to be anything. And, phew, damn, that was nice.
I don’t know what it is. I used to have time to learn new stuff, time to read, time to live. I am feeling like I no longer have time to do anything. Man.
Part of it is my job; this year has been the most busy, the most pressure-filled, weighing me down more than any other time in my life.
I’m exhausted. I am getting old. I am getting less smart. I am growing dissatisfied with this arrangement.