Well, how did I get here?

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I am so sorry I haven’t updated in a while. A week ago I asked you to submit suggestions on what I should blog about next. Then based on those suggestions I asked you to vote on your favorite.

You assholes voted for me to discuss my thoughts on the movie Twins. I haven’t seen Twins and I haven’t gotten around to it yet. So this post will not be about the movie Twins.

P.S. Twins.

More P.S. I say “assholes” lovingly.

I haven’t gotten around to watching Twins or updating my blog because I have been busy and overwhelmed. It’s mostly great that I’m so busy but it’s also a little frightening. I’m trying to get used to an entirely new schedule and squeezing myself into it. By the time I get home from work (after sitting in traffic for two hours, no lies no fries) I am exhausted. I eat (poorly), exercise (sometimes) and basically go to bed. I want to do so much more! But my body and my brain check out. Sometimes I am able to cook dinner when I get home. Sometimes I shove a hot pocket into my mouth instead. But I do microwave it first, I am classy with limits.

I love my job. I love my blog. I love the other blogs and magazine I write for. I really do! But sometimes I just want to run away and don’t ever look back, don’t ever look back. I asked my boyfriend to come with me and he said he was too lazy. I asked my friend Josh and he said he couldn’t because his skin tight jeans were at the cleaner’s. Then I basically ran out of people to ask.

How do people do it? How do they balance everything? How did I get here? This is not my beautiful house. This is not my beautiful wife. It’s more like, this is a shed and this is an ugly, ugly woman who wears leggings as pants. And I am letting the days go by. Same as it ever was. Same as it ever was. Same. As. It. Ever was. I guess what I’m trying to say, is, it’s the same as it ever was. But it also isn’t.

And why the hell do I have an ad for paper towels on my blog? (Anyone with a cute Etsy store want to advertise on my blog?)

Please. Help me. What do you do when you get overwhelmed?

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18 thoughts on “Well, how did I get here?

  1. Tanie

    When I get overwhelmed I like to cram everything in a drawer (real or metaphorical) and pretend it doesn’t exist, so I can focus on things I want to focus on, like how cute my dog’s nose is, the current season of Fringe, and making crafts for my cute Etsy store.

    Then after a while I get to lie awake nights, sweating and stressing because I haven’t filed my taxes in two years and I know I haven’t been paying enough so I probably owe like, ten thousand dollars and then I get TERROR CRAMPS and start fantasizing about faking my own death rather than calling my accountant.

    So I wouldn’t advise doing any of that.

    1. Almie Rose Post author

      My tummy gets so mad at me when I’m stressed. I relate!!

      Liking the idea of this metaphorical drawer though…

  2. Dave Diamond

    hey, you take care of you. don’t worry about us. just let us know you’re ok every now and then. but don’t let anything that isn’t super important get in the way of anything that is super important. I guess it’s about priorities. the superest important things first and then the super important and then the lesser important and so on. I used to be a world famous blogger but I had to give it up and now look at me. no, don’t, don’t look.

      1. Hails

        normally I’ll have Hendricks w/ seltzer and ice but if I’m feeling extra special, I’ll make myself a cocktail called The Last Word (equal parts gin, green chartreuse, cherry liqueur, and lime juice.)

        1. Almie Rose Post author

          I’m going to need more drink recipes from you, please. As soon as you have a spare moment.

  3. Emma Aubry

    Oh Almie. This is so real. How much does it suck to feel like you suddenly can’t handle everything that used to more or less happen naturally? I wish I had advice but I’m in pretty much the same place right now so instead…SOLIDARITY, GHURL. Hang in there.

    And you might have an ad for paper towels on your blog but I just got an ad for labiaplasty (!) on my Facebook. No idea what I Googled to bring that one on but I’m deeply, inexplicably ashamed.

  4. brooklynchick

    I have no answer. However, I DO pride myself on the fact that I have never yet hid under my bed despite wanting to since the 90’s (I’m SLIGHTLY older than you).

    In New York, our commute can allow you to write/read, so that does save time. Anything you can outsource (ordering food online, hiring someone to do your errands)? Its expensive but as you get FABULOUSLY successful (I have NO DOUBT) it may be worth it.

    Overwhelm SUCKS.

  5. Ali

    When I get overwhelmed I ignore everything until it goes away, which it never does, so I just avoid it until I can’t anymore. this is the worst thing to do because then i have to deal with all of the worst bullshit at once

    also I love your never ending supply of Katy Perry references

  6. Sparrow Hall

    Almie, You’re an artist of your time. Like you, I have to juggle other clients and projects that draw me away from the creative things that are entirely my own. I try to remember that these are also the things that give me something to respond to. I think that’s why your site and your writing is so wonderful, because it acts as a lens for us to re-examine our daily lives. Without that, we’re just reclusive assholes sitting in our cabins. (Unless you’re Bon Iver. And you’re writing songs about a break up. And trying to grow a beard.) The fact is, you’re a full-time artist – even when you think you’re being sidetracked. That identity, that lens, is always with you. And we appreciate you sharing it with us.

  7. Sarah

    I run. Not like, “I pack up my shit and get the hell out of there” (though that’s what I want to do), but more like “I put on my running shoes, head out the door and fuck you, world!”. Wanting to run away can be solved, temporarily, by just running, is what I’m saying. Running and listening to showtunes (true story!).

  8. Project 305

    When I’m overwhelmed with life, I read this blog and wish I was a girl to relate to it somehow.

    I also shut myself in my house with four pizzas, the first three seasons of Miami Vice, and shut off my phone. I’m usually calm after watching Don Johnson ride a speedboat for 18 hours.

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