Stealing time, fighting for dreams

I’m going into some sort of monk mode these days.

Too busy for coffee, or any networking.
No meetups, no events, no dinners.
Zoom calls, phone calls, no can do.
TV, entertainment, hobbies - luxuries.

Just context switching between work and family, from 5am to 10pm.

17 hours a day.

Even mealtimes feel like short tea breaks now.

Am I happy? Not really.
Am I okay? Yes, mostly.
Am I grateful? Hell yeah.

I’m not where I want to be, schedule wise, commitment wise, aspiration wise.
But there’s some critical things that are better now, like money.

And as the work starts to get easier, faster, more efficient, I steal back tiny pockets of time for my indie hacking.

My most recent achievement: Stealing back 30-45min of coding time just before lunch, after all my morning gigs are swiftly done.

Fighting for my dream
At the edges of my day
In 30min blocks at a time

Onwards