Working hard or hardly working

Sometimes it amazes me what all I can do in a day.
And somedays it amazes me what all I don't do in a day.

Maybe I just struggle with this whole mortality thing that we all have to deal with.
Or maybe its because my dad is the type of man that hardly ever sits down and if he sees you sitting down he'll suggest you do something.
But getting everything done in a day sometimes can be a challenge.

I heard something where we have 24 hours in a day but were programmed for 25 hours. I don't know that full extent. But the gist I got was that we cram so much in one day that it sometimes spills over into another day.

This whole video production editing process I've certainly learned that it will always take me longer than expected.
Every. Single. Time.
Its an art and not one of those hard and fast things you can just create in a matter of hours.
It takes finesse.
But in the midst of editing yesterday guess who called to do his weekly update.
None other than my dad.

I feel like he misses me so he sometimes just needs to talk to me to feel connected. This is the same with mom. But with mom its mostly me filling her in on my life but with dad its him filling me in on whats going on back home. I think he feels like its his duty to keep me up to date on what all is happening in their world which I immensely appreciate because sometimes I feel like a visitor whenever I come home because I'm not in the know how.

If I ever need to find out a secret, I can usually pry it out of dad.
Like I found out the dirty little secret that my older brother reads my blogs. Which I think is adorable and so unlike him because I would never pin him for the type to read my idle gossip and random rambles. So if you are reading this O, thanks for reading and I love you very much!

But anyways dad was just rambling on and on about life back home. How the family is crazy, and band and Owen moving out.
And after he got all he needed off his chest and filled me in on the very important family gossip he asked about my life.
Well currently as per usual,
 The love life is complicated.
School is busy but good.
And I miss being home.

But there's that saying that says, distance makes the heart grow fonder.
I've definitely felt that because I only get to see my wonderful group of crazies every so often.

But I like being busy. It makes life seem more interesting and like it actually means something.
Like I can conquer anything.

Another thing dad reminded me of last night was how I have this crazy ability to master just about anything I set my mind to. His example is always when I was young probably in kindergarten or younger, I was drug along to a cub scout meeting. They always had crafts and dad the engineer would try to explain it, but come on there were like 10 or more boys who just wanted to hit each other. Well I would pick up what we had to do for the craft and dad would turn around and there I was, this tiny little munchkin of a girl, helping all the boys and teaching them. Me, catching on and teaching at that young of age.

I may not have many excessively incredible talents, but this brain of mine can learn just about anything and once its set in there, I pretty much never forget it.