Unfortunately I have thought it through, and something has to go. I am afraid the activity that must decrease is not only my favorite, but also the only one that is actually making me some money instead of taking it from me. It isn't essential that I work seeing as I am particularly blessed (a.k.a. spoiled) in the parental finance department, but I can't stand not trying to help out a bit. At least I can pay for bills by myself, since they pay for everything else. Being a barista is probably one of the greatest things I've done in the past few years, and I always look forward to work, so I couldn't wholly quit. Maybe I will just ask to go down to 10 hrs/week.
See, look how boring I am right now. You don't want to hear from me! I'll figure it all out in good time, and maybe think a little bit sometime in the near future.
For now, I'll just leave you with a picture I took back when I had a couple hours of free time.

this = my life
a bit disorderly with far too many compartments.
(don't worry, I still enjoy it.)