It has started to happen. The signs have been appearing.
Last year, training for an ultramarathon sucked all my free time away. I didn’t have time for any other activities. Or chores. It is already happening now. I wake up, going over the things I need to do, and realize that I can’t figure out when I will have time to do any of them.
I live for the weekend, when I think I will have time to do things, but I still don’t. By then I’m too tired to actually get around to doing the work I need to do.
I wanted to have a party next month. There is no way I can get this place cleaned up in time for one.

The worst part is that I know there are people who are going to be saying “I told you so.”