By Grace Alone, I get to spend Monday through Friday spending 10 and a half hours of my day getting prepared for, doing, and leaving work.
Minus the 6 to 7 hours of sleep I get a night,
I gladly accept the 7 or so hours of personal time I have left.
In these hours I prepare, and consume a meal.
Shower, dry, drrress.
Work-out.
Vege.
And on most days I have a to-do list of things I have to get done during my personal time.
These are usually things I don’t want to do but, again, have to.
I sometimes think after this particular to-do list is annihilated I will be free of “have to do’s” and will have many extra free timesss.
But the to-do list never ends.
I feel rushed to get things done, to then only have an hour or so before my body reminds me of just how tired it is.

While I may feel that life as it is isn’t going anywhere, I seem to be going at a sprint.