Every day I attempt to be up at four, work out, pack food, do some dishes, laundry, all the basics. Then I get to step into Paradise where I get to fulfill my mission in life of doing things for other people (which I absolutely love) and as a bonus get paid for it.
I take such pride in respecting my elders and making their homes neat and tidy and cooking great meals for them. Then I step back into reality and notice that I have not gone through my mail forever. I have not properly tidied my house or my financials. Technically I could be considered a mess.
Although all of this should really bother me, I am okay because what is most important to me is that With Age Comes Respect. I know this, I live it and I love it!