Attempting balance

I’m back in SF and have been since Monday, but somehow I’ve forgotten how to incorporate work into my schedule and still, you know…have a life. I’m so used to having vast quantities of down time, I have to relearn how to schedule myself. I’d been getting up at 11, spending an hour drinking my coffee, and then leisurely cooking myself a brunch before attempting to actually accomplish anything. Now I have to get up by 6:30 and struggle along with everyone else to make it in to work on time. I know, I know, I should be happy I was able to live the dream so long. It’s like coming out of retirement.