So... Not-so-hypothetical question:

To make my life fit into my about-to-be-radically-reduced available time, what should I give up:

- vast majority of friends and online contacts
- jewellery making
- writing
- website building
- Collators' Den archive admin position (BTW; if any of the co-admins are reading this: what's going on with that?)
- sf-community board admin position
- fictionbox.de article writing
- the couple of forums I'm still active on
- Knytt Stories level making
- reading and searching out new fic
- Greenpeace
- vid reccing
- LJ
- gaming
- reading and searching out new webcomics

To be precise: very few of these things I'm currently really doing on a regular basis; most I sort of... cycle through, with some things cycling to the top of the list as rarely as once a year or even more seldom. Still, it's obvious that if I've only been managing to do these things on even this tenuous a schedule at a time of extended unemployment, somemost of them are going to have to go when I start working full-time on Monday.

Problem is, I can't really imagine giving up even the least important of them. Neglecting it for a while, sure. I've only recently started reading webcomics again, after a pause of more than a year. My LJ backlog is of epic proportions. Nothing seems to have been happening on the Collators' Den front in weeks, and I've been too busy to find out why. I only check out fic in my fandoms once in a blue moon. Etc. But the idea of making a clean cut and kicking things I love out of my life permanently hurts so much I can't really imagine doing it.

But there is no other option, is there? At least not if I want to stay sane...

Should I be worried?

The monster Slitheen action figure thing beccatoria gave me a few years ago just fell off the shelf I keep it on.

On the other side of the room.

I'm mildly creeped out now.

(Nope, I don't have a cat that could have gotten up there and tipped it over. I wish. Sadly, I'm allergic.)

Help! I can't stop sanding!

Seriously. I've been sanding my way halfway through the Thrawn Trilogy today, and now it's twenty past four and the ring is, tantalisingly, *almost* done but I'm so very aware that I *need* to go to bed if I want to have any hope of getting up, well, vaguely before lunch, which I need to do because there's lots to do tomorrow... Arrgh!

Want to get that ring done, frell...