Spare time is defined by thefreedictionary.com as “time available for hobbies and other activities you enjoy”. I had to read that to refresh my memory as to its true meaning since I have not been able to really enjoy any for quite some time.
When you work in the
hostility hospitality industry, time of the spare variety is few and far between. Those waning hours of consciousness after working a twelve-hour day consist of having a libation of your choice and trying to keep your eyes open for longer than an hour after your body pours itself onto the couch. It is difficult to enjoy an artistic hobby from behind partially closed eyelids.
But all that could change. The summer staff are arriving, one by one, and my weekly schedule is set. No more twelve-hour days are in my future, at least that is my conviction at this point, and this fleeting “spare time” could become more of a realistic part of my day.
The weekly calendar begins tomorrow. The first of many crazy Saturday check ins will come and go and the weeks in between should be routine, in a perfect world. Life, as I used to know it, should allow me a little more freedom to walk my dog, read the words of fellow bloggers, read a book or just simply enjoy the ever-elusive unoccupied moments of my life. If all goes well, I will have moments of greatness spent doing exactly what I want to do.
To quote Marthe Troly-Curtin, “Time you enjoy wasting, is not wasted time”. (image credit)
Fingers crossed the holiday staff do their stuff. Having enough confidence to delegate to them might be tricky in the first couple of weeks. But you’re going to have to let go for your own sanity – never mind hobbies :-))
That is a very good point. Fingers crossed indeed!
If anyone deserves some spare time, it’s you. Enjoy it, my friend!
Aww….thanks! I hope it actually happens. 😉
Time spent wasted is certainly not wasted time 😉 Enjoy! – get those summer staffers cracking and put your feet up 😀
Lol….that is a great thing to remember! Hope you are well. 🙂