The Po Show

Hours are not always what they're cracked up to be

Hilary, if you're jealous of me (please see comment in my last post below), I'm MAJORLY jealous of you too :).

You have a career you love, that brings you a sense of personal fulfillment. I don't have that. I don't even have a JOB that I mildly like, that brings a modicum of fulfillment.

That's part of the weirdness of having all this hypothetical free time (I still call it hypothetical because it never feels like I don't have anything to do). It's a lot of hours, and yet I have trouble figuring out what I'm doing with them. They're just sort of melting away in the stratosphere. So what am I doing with my life? I'm caring for my kids, I'm running a household, but so are people who are otherwise occupied for most of their daytime hours.

I feel like I'm sort of whiling away my life, and while I am enjoying the luxury of hours, I sort of feel like I'm lacking meaning and focus. And self-worth, definitely lacking in that department.

I can't go on like this indefinitely, but I'm not sure what else to do with myself.