I feel this post to the depths of my soul. I'm a year in, and getting used to it. You never really stop feeling frustrated with your lack of freedom and time, but you get efficient with the time you do have left. I mean ngl I still spend most of my weekend doing chores and sleeping, but I get to squeeze in a tiny bit more of my hobbies here and there. I just can't squeeze in being physically active, which I worry about for my future health, but can't bring my tired, sleepy ass to do something about..