There are particular things that have been said to me that I don’t forget. Once, long ago, when I was in my early twenties, out on my own and working, someone on the job said that 25% of life is maintenance. I don’t know if the guy who said it heard it elsewhere or if the idea was original. The reality of the words made total sense to me though; he meant all the details and tasks that go into keeping your life humming along.
As the years have rolled past, I think about his words and that percentage. Sometimes 25% seems too low.