"time is of the essence"

as some people say, time is of the essence.

i've never really understood the true
meaning, until now. it's always those real
life experiences that open your eyes.

at my old job i got off right at 3:00pm and i
loved it, more time during the day and to
get my chores done. my commute to work
was only twenty minutes. it was perfect.

now, i'm at a new place and it's 7:30am to
5:00pm with a 40 minute commute. getting
home close to 6:00pm has really been hard for me.
what with doing wedding stuff, cooking dinner,
and my fiancé's bedtime being 9:00pm [he works
night shifts].

i feel there's no time for anything.
i've started planning out the week and days
to make things easier and less time wasted,
in which it does help but it's still hard to deal with.

time is literally slipping out of my hands.
i'm grabbing at empty air to try to get it back.