This is Why I’ll Never Be An Adult by Hyperbole and a Half is one of my favorite blog posts of all time, and it greatly describes how I’m feeling right now.
Ahhh!!!! I AM OVERWHELMED!!! Who knew that working full time and planning a year-long trip and fundraising to make a documentary and going to the gym everyday and continuing to keep the house in order and having a social life would be so much to do?
I am especially discouraged right now because I was trying so hard to break out of my usual “really-bad-at-delegating-just-do-everything-myself” ways, but I pretty much failed. Turns out, not delegating doesn’t work, but delegating doesn’t work either!!!!! At least not when the others involved are just as busy as you are and just flat out don’t care as much, because they’re not the ones who went to film school and whose infant career is depending on this project. Which is understandable, but still, just leads me back to doing everything myself.
I ended up a big PMS-ey, bawling mess last night because I was just so stressed out and felt like I was carrying the whole world on my shoulders. And Zach can’t understand because he’s just Mr. Super Laid Back, like “There’s no hurry; it’ll get done when it needs to!” And I’m screaming, “I know it doesn’t NEED to get done now but I WANT it done now and DON’T YOU WANT TO MAKE ME HAPPY?????” Ahhhhhhhhhh CRAZYPSYCHOGIRLFRIEND unleashed!!! So we are at the impasse we always reach: my Type-A Stressball tendencies vs. his procrastinate ’til the last minute/just have fun/don’t worry about it ways. Which I love about him to some degree, but sometimes…honestly….I want to take a syringe and inject a shot of pure stress right into his rear. At what pharmacy can I find that?
This is an emo post with no real solution. I’m ranting. For something real to read, look at the posts Zach wrote recently: one on his blog about our Courchsurfing story, the other on the La Aventura Project website about our Arizona adventures. He doesn’t think he’s a good writer but he really is. I love him. I’m just frustrated by life right now. The end.
Zach and I were both supposed to work Saturday, but when we woke up at the dreadful hour of 5:45am, there was a foot of snow outside. By the time we got the car down the driveway there was no hope of Zach making it to work by 7 so he called off. I was determined to still make it to my new job so Zach somehow drove all the way to the interstate on our crazy unplowed roads. I was already questioning whether I should even try to make it when we saw the highway wasn’t even plowed yet. Oh, and it was still snowing. So I called off. Criollo didn’t care, they knew it would be dead anyway. Phew.
Yay! An unplanned but much-needed day off! Since we had already braved the treacherous roads and were awake from digging out the car we decided chow-time was in order. We had some delicious breakfast and coffee at the Pine Country Restaurant but what I really got excited about was this:
Look at that plethora of PIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alas, apparently normal people do not eat pie at 7am, so our server dropped the check without even asking if we wanted dessert. Don’t you know we’re not normal???? Don’t worry, we ordered a huge piece of Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie to go and enjoyed it at home later.
When we got home Zach made these:
Don't they look professional? He makes the best Bloody Marys ever!
Then we proceeded to watch the final 3 episodes of Big Love (what will I do without those crazy Mormons in my life?????), cuddle, nap, and make more yummy food. So as crazy as a foot of snow in April is, we were both grateful for the day off. We live together but we don’t often get enough time to just chill out. We end up arguing more when we’re both so busy that we don’t do anything fun together. It was a much-needed day to reconnect and it got us rejuvenated to face another crazy week. We can’t wait for South America when we’ll be together 24/7 for a whole year. We like each other way too much.
…because as Dane Cook says, who doesn’t love working with schematics?
This is the one I came up with last night:
Zach added the points and descriptions. And don’t worry, Zach has never cleaned a bathroom which means I have never contemplated killing babies. The addition of points on the y-axis for our birthdays prompted me to ask, “Does this mean my birthday present is going to be you cleaning the house? Cause that’s kind of just as bad as getting an electric toothbrush for your birthday.”
It’s pretty sad how true this is. He’s trying to help more though, and I’m trying to be more patient. I know this is a normal part of learning to live together. I’m glad we can laugh about our disagreements.