I´ve been working a lot of hours lately. Every week I´ve been doing around 45 hours at the restaurant. And because of that I have to say I am very proud of myself on how I´ve managed my time so far. The main thing I´ve been trying to focus on daily is time management. I´m trying my best not to let myself get lazy and stop doing the things I love because ´there´s no time´ to do them. There´s always time. It´s important to do the things we love, so if you ever feel like you don´t have ´time´ to do them, then it´s probably because your time management isn´t the best.
This takes me to last Thursday. I woke up super early, took a shower, got dressed and left the house. I was on a 12-9 shift, which was great, considering I´ve been doing 10-12h shifts lately and I hate how time goes by so slowly. I´m not used to working that many hours in a row every day. I decided to go out for breakfast and treat myself. My body was aching all over (probably from the run on Wednesday evening), but there´s was something more than that going on. I felt weak.
I´d been dying to try a specific café since I first noticed it on my first shift at the restaurant. Olivia´s place.