Y'all, I am 1.5 weeks into side hustling, and let me tell you: I need more hours in the day. Not that I'm complaining (much). The side hustle - an online teaching gig - will allow us to purchase new tires for our car and fund a holiday trip to see family. Moreover, my students are engaged and motivated, and I get to talk about science, my favorite subject. It's a fruitful opportunity for a variety of reasons.
But seriously. More hours. I need them.
Here's what my day looks like right now and pretty much what it will look like through December:
6 AM: Wake up, stumble around the kitchen in a daze for 30 minutes while getting absolutely nothing accomplished (to put it mildly, I am not a morning person), slug coffee, finally pull it together, make child's lunch, drink more coffee, make own lunch, get dressed, panic about not being able to find keys/shoes/some other vital item that has mysteriously disappeared in the last 12 hours.
7 AM: Pour another serving of coffee into travel mug. Say goodbye to the family, walk 2.5 miles to work, usually reach railroad tracks just as train is starting to pass through, curse train for next six minutes, speedwalk the rest of the way to office so as to avoid being late.
7:50 AM: Arrive! Beeline for the bathroom and change into fresh, unsweaty shirt before coworkers catch a whiff of any unprofessional odors.
8-Noon: Work, work, work, work, work.
Noon: Lunch! Cram food into face while reading personal finance blogs.
12:30-4:30 PM: Work, work, work, work, work.
4:30 PM: Walk home (uphill the whole way, of course). Get sweaty again.
5:20 PM: Arrive home, say hello to fellow exhausted family members, go for a run, take a shower.
6:30 PM: Make dinner per meal plan devised earlier in week. Sit down to eat with The Kiddo and Fortysomething. Sometimes converse. Sometimes share in communal catatonic silence.
7:30 PM: Log into online classroom. Participate in discussion forum. Answer questions. Post announcements. Grade.
9 PM: Start watching a show with Fortysomething. Give it my full effort. Get halfway through the show; start falling asleep. Discover that Fortysomething has also crashed out.
10 PM: Usually drooling onto my pillow by this point.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
I keep reminding myself that sometimes we need to sacrifice short-term comfort for long-term goals. Historically, I haven't been too adept at this: my need for an immediate panacea to momentary discomfort/boredom/inconvenience is one of the reasons we're in so much debt. I'm committed to changing my perspective. For the next few months, for this season, I'm going to do what it takes to honor the future.
But I'm sure all of you other side-hustlers can attest to the fact that it isn't easy.
Tell me about your side hustle. How do you fit it into your day? How do you manage your time?
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