Boredom is a foreign – even alien – concept for me. I honestly don’t think I can say I have been bored since early high school.
(Okay, that may not be strictly true. I do get bored when things are slow at work, for example. But I’m still technically at work, so I class that as being occupied.)
BF, on the other hand, is bored far too often. I ascribe this to two things: he doesn’t really like being alone, and doesn’t really have any hobbies.
Me? I have far too many and not enough time. At least, that’s how it feels. Hence why I decided to keep a time log last week.
Freelancing – 3 hours
Work – 41 hours
Commuting – 4.5 hours (includes actual time on the bus, waiting at the bus stop, walking to and from it; some also doubles as reading time)
Chores – 4 hours (includes laundry, floors, bathroom, kitchen and the like – and of course a lot of dishwashing. We like to cook, we like to eat, and we don’t have a lot of kitchenware or space for it to pile up in).
Cooking/baking – 4 hours (T was on dinner duty for three nights as well. Doesn’t include time spent waiting for stuff in the oven!)
Internet – 6 hours (email, blogging, news, social networking)
Guitar – 3 hours
Social – 2.5 hours
Exercise – 2 hours 15 min
TV and movies/DVDs – 12 hours
Reading – 2 hours
Date night – 4.5 hours
Sleep – 61.5 hours
As for the rest, I’m guessing I spent about 5 hours on showers, etc, and getting ready in the mornings. And as for the other lost hours…well, we spent an hour grocery shopping, but the rest probably fell to general lounging around. Disappointing, as I thought I did a pretty good job of tracking, but I do feel like I wasted less time just being more aware. After all, I’ve been known to fritter away most of a day off online, between house cleaning, cooking and a run if I’m lucky.
Still, we spent a hell of a lot of time watching TV this week, most of that being movies. No kidding, we literally watched one basically every night. (Highlights were Short Circuit, The Thomas Crown Affair, The Men Who Stare at Goats, and catching up on Boardwalk Empire). And as much as I’d like to say our couple time consists of, I don’t know, working out together? It doesn’t. We did go on one evening walk, but he’s generally knackered after a day’s hard work (while I on the other hand often want to get active after a day on my butt). No, our cuddling and couple time revolves around food and film…and TV also sometimes doubles as exercise/guitar time.
I would like to have got more guitar time in, and to have gotten out to the park to play around with my camera. And that means not succumbing to screen time with T so often – I don’t tend to watch anything by myself, where he turns on the TV once he gets home and falls asleep to it.
And that is apparently a week in the life of me. What would yours look like?