These last two weeks have been a serious test of my abilities with all the different things going on in my life. At the beginning of this semester of school I knew I was taking on a lot between a load of hard classes, a job as an NYU admissions ambassador, and a new internship. Most weeks it all goes together easily, but then there are weeks like the last two where everything happens all at once.
With two midterms and a paper due, an incredible project with my internship, as well as a busy week for admissions ambassadors as we prepared for NYU's main accepted student weekend I was getting less than five hours a sleep a night (I usually need 7-8 hours) and my stress level was hitting a maximum. I started to question whether doing everything was worth my weekends being filled with work instead of having time to explore the city on a beautiful spring day.
Luckily, as of yesterday my schedule has calmed down a lot. I'm saying goodbye to not enough sleep every night and I'll be spending this weekend celebrating the Easter holiday with brunch and time with friends. Of course looking back on a few stressful weeks it always seems less stressful than it actually was, but what I realized was that the stress was worth it.
Even with my long list of to-dos that kept getting longer while I was working for the admitted students days over the weekend I was still so incredibly excited to get the change to talk to prospective students and tell them why I love my school. Even when I was studying for class or working on projects for my internship at 1am with a class at 8am the next morning I still loved what I was doing. Yes I was tired and in serious need of sleep, but the excitement never left.
I'm definitely happy to have a few calmer weeks on the horizon that will allow me time to relax and see friends, but wouldn't give up anything I've been working on these past weeks. Each and every thing that I work on makes me happy and that's what makes them worth it.
What do you all think of being busy and happy? It is all worth it?