Pre-Covid I used to go to the stores once a week, on Saturdays. It would take a couple hours, which would leave less than 2 days away from the job for so-called "me time". Unfortunately, chores would then eat into that abbreviated "me time" as well. I know many would say any time away from the job is a great time and yes, that is true. But you see, I'm a hermit. I would be quite happy to never leave the house. I can't wait until I can retire from the job in 5 years and start my happy life of hermiting.
Why bring this up today? Because the clocks turned back this past weekend and today was the first after-work grocery shopping trip. When I left the store it was already getting dark. I got home and brought most of the groceries in the house while darkness continued to chase the daylight away. Last week, I still had daylight, and as a result, I still felt like I had plenty of "me time" left before bedtime. Tonight, I feel like I'm behind on everything and running out of time.
It all boils down to time. A human construct. We did that to ourselves and we pay the price for it. When I'm a hermit in a few years, I'll be able to enjoy ignoring time. I'm counting down the days on my calendar at work.
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