Too much time vs. too little

As some of you may be aware... I like to be busy. I thrive on the constant scurrying from one place to the next, late, always, always late (my apologies to the punctual people... and my many employers). Kenny is not this way. Kenny needs downtime, he likes schedules and order. Ah the delight of the opposite. This is a good thing, he calms me, centers me, slows me down. I'm not sure if I have the opposite effect on him; for some reason pulling someone along doesn't sound as nice as centering someone else.

Recently I have come to realize that time is something that can be harnessed and controlled, not something that I am constantly running after. Thanks to my incredible boss, and future gardner, I have been granted a SET SCHEDULE. For those of you not in the restaurant industry, this is amazing and rather unheard of. However with this schedule comes the ability to plan my own life. Alas, here I sit, "wasting" time; checking out food blogs, facebook, wedding photographers, cute overload and people.com (please withhold your judgement) with plenty of "to dos" on my list. The problem is that I know I have today off, and tomorrow, and next week, SAME THING WILL HAPPEN! Time management has never been my strong suit.

Here's the thing, I started a bakery. I live in a house that isn't quite decorated to my exact liking. Halloween is around that corner and my tutu hasn't been created. My p90x dvds have not been used for a month. The fridge has nothing in it. We got the movie channels. My carpets are in desperate need of a deep cleaning. To top it all off, fall/winter has hit Idaho, meaning I do not want to leave my house, at all. Which leaves me trying to find a balance between Kenny's relaxed spirit and my mad dashing self that collapses after a week. In other words, the option of having time leads me to feel like I have less of it than ever before.