intimidated by busy-ness

So frustrated. I just got off the phone with an old friend from high school and i am feeling deflated and intimitdated. Really, I should feel excited for her about how satisfied she seems: she's got a fancy job (well, two jobs really, yes 2 full-time jobs), is just finishing her degree at university (yes, full-time studies), she's cheerleading on the All-Stars team (as well as coaching, and judging for the sport), she's on all kinds of committees, and has been publishing all kinds of papers and flying all over the world.

SHE IS SO BUSY! Ugh. It makes me feel so rotten about the fact that I can barely put in 40 hours at work, and don't do a whole hell of a lot outside of those 40 hours. What happened to my getupandgo? I've got to get out of this contemplative 'Mary' lifestyle.

Sorry I just had to vent there. (That's allowed here, right?)

Ah, friends. Please stop me from allowing this to disintigrate into a spiral of self-pity and deprication. What a sorry mess that would be. (Am I allowed to ask for help? I am still testing the 'rules' and etiquitte of blogger-land. Thanks for your grace.)