Life is a treadmill

Two jobs, six day in a week. Two days here, one day there, two days here, one day there, one day off. Rinse and repeat. I know I am not the only one to ever feel this way. I am lucky to have two jobs that pay our bills and keep us going. One job I absolutely love and enjoy. The other is not as fun but I get to help people. There are just days or times when I want to jump off and scream UNCLE.

This time of year doesn't help much either. It is dark early. I get out of work in the dark. the job I am at the most has a great window where the sun shines in, when there is sun. The other job the window is huge but it faces an alley and we can only see a sliver of the sky and definitely no sun. At times it is hard to even tell if the sun is out or it is overcast.

Now you add in the cold. It was record cold across the country this week. The wind whipped, the leaves flew. People walking had their hats on, their heads down and just plowed on to where they were headed. None of this helps the feeling of being on a treadmill.

This summer on my day off I would take my phone and my book and my tea and spend the day on the deck. I would read or watch movie. It is the same thing I do know but it is surprising how much being outside can change the feeling.

Well we have not even hit the shortest day of the year. So complain I will try not to do. So I just wish this treadmill feeling was actual exercise and I was able to lose a few pounds in the process. Oh well, not that lucky