I don't even know what I'm doing right now. Just trying to make it through these last few days. I just finished my last Monday of full time employment. What is my life right now? Who says that? What does that even mean?
Everything is exciting and terrifying all at once. I have 14 million things I feel like I should do but far too much anxious energy to do anything except talk at people a million miles an hour or go for long walks/runs/etc to try to burn it off. I really hope that next Monday feels a lot different.
Next Monday. I haven't really stopped to think about next Monday until now. What a cool thing! Next Monday, my first day of self-employment. NEXT MONDAY is the first workday where I get to wake up and say that I am honestly looking forward to about 70% of it—and that will be the truth for basically EVERY workday for the foreseeable future! I have finally done it! I can't even believe it.
What am I going to do? Whatever I feel like doing! I'll probably wake up at some point during the 8am hour. I'm a night person. I could easily sleep later than that but I'm hoping that I'll get a little more sleep over the weekend because I'm trying to be better about avoiding work after a certain hour (says the person writing a blog post at 11pm). Then what? I'll either make myself some coffee or maybe I'll stroll to a coffee shop for a latte. Have some breakfast. Then I'll write next week's blog post—document my "first day of the rest of my life" feelings for you all. After that, I have a new commission to work on. I promised the client some directional sketches by EOD on Monday. Shouldn't take me long to get those ready for review; so then I'll have the rest of the day to plan my next big project: a 2021 wall calendar! At some point, probably just before lunch because that's when I've learned that my body is most ready for it, I will do some exercise and shower. Maybe I'll go for a walk when I finish working for the day. Maybe not. We'll see! I'm not going to be super rigid about a daily schedule at the beginning. I have a feeling that my body will tell me what it wants to do when it wants to do it. My hope is that I'm able to train myself to wake up a little earlier as time goes on but I'm prepared to accept it if I learn that my body just wants to stay in a 1am-9am sleep schedule forever.
Basically I'm ready for anything and I CANNOT WAIT.
Just. gotta. make. it. to. Friday.