Lately I have been even more fatigued than usual, and as such, I have participated in very few activities outside of work.
People may find it strange that at the age of 28, I don’t have a thriving social life. Well, It’s tough to justify going out after work, and expending precious energy that I have no way of recouping. The question is, how do I explain that to my friends? They are all going out after work, having a good time, enjoying each other’s company. Also, how do I justify depriving M of the fun that he could be having, rather than staying home with me and the furry-writing-buddies?
My friends all know about about my situation. but I don’t know that they necessarily understand how much it truly effects me every day.
My typical week looks like this: Monday-Friday – Alarm goes off at 5:15, get up (or snooze a few times THEN get up…whichever), shower, dry my hair, put makeup on, get dressed…by this point, I’m already feeling fatigued. Then I drive to work. When I get to work, I begin the daily activities, check e-mail, get some coffee, answer phone calls, interface with customers, salesmen, technicians, etc.. At this point, I’m ready for a nap. And it’s maybe 10am. Continue daily activities, until 5pm, when the day is over. At this point, if I’m lucky, I have the energy to get in my car and drive home.
After arriving home each night, my furry-writing-buddies need to be walked, and fed. At this point, I’m lucky if I have the energy left to change clothes, make dinner, and do a few household chores before collapsing on the couch. And here I typically stay, until it’s time for bed. And then it all starts over again.
My questions for you, dear readers, is this: How do you explain to your friends WHY you can’t come out and play? I don’t know about you, but I would much prefer to go out, and have a good time, to being home, and exhausted all of the time.
Let me know in the comments, or on Twitter how you handle this particular situation.
As always, you are your own best advocate. If you do not stand up for yourself, who will?
Until next time,