I don’t know where we picked up this word, but Oofta is a word that David and I use often when expressing surprise and amazement and not in a necessarily good way…As in, “Oofta, what a mess” or “Oofta, what happened here?”
Here’s what Wikipedia/Wiktionary says:
- (US, chiefly upper midwest) A mild expression of error, dismay, or concern (often in a comical sense).
- good grief
- oh no
- oy vey
- uh oh
Right now, it’s Oofta, what a week.
Last night I did a first ever – I pulled an all-nighter for work; not for college exams or staying out with friends as in my more youthful days but for work. And it wasn’t just an all-nighter, but a 21 hour bender. Yes, I worked from 9:30 in the morning on Sunday and continued working straight through to 6:30 this morning. Not exactly what I had in mind when I embarked on the journey toward a simpler life.
As has been the new norm of late, I’ve been getting a lot of orders on the weekends and since David has been helping out at work covering double shifts on Sundays, I’ve been utilizing Sundays as my catch up day. But this week in addition to my regular orders, I had two large custom orders to work on and really underestimated how long they would take to complete.
And my problem is that I tend to overpromise on how quick I can complete a project, but I also never undeliver. I always make my timeline, the people-pleaser in me, even at my own detriment. I even went to sleep after being up all night, only to get up 3 hours later to finish my orders.
I think I need an intervention.
Problem is, I’m working on things that probably aren’t the best use of my time, that don’t yield a great deal of profit or satisfaction, so I’m using this “weekend” (Tues/Wed. are our weekends) to go back to the drawing board to fine tune my business plan even further. And though I typically continue to put together/pack up orders during our “weekends” (since people expect shops to be operational during business days), I’ve decided to close up shop(s) until Friday so that I can rest, renew and make sure I get back on the right track.
Money is a powerful lure, as is the desire to get sales (and pay off my business credit card), but not at the cost of work/life balance (which is that much more challenging when you work from home). I left the corporate world so that I could spend more time at home (which I do) and with David and the dogs (which I do) but lately I’ve lost my original goal…of less work and more simple pleasures.
So for the next couple of days, I plan on sleeping, reading, snuggling… maybe even browsing my favorite antique mall (must leave said business CC at home so I don’t keep falling into the pattern of work/spend then working more to pay off the spending). And avoiding the addictive urge to check email every 5 minutes.
And perhaps at the end of the week, I can exchange my oofta for an ahh….