time together is always well spent.
A few weeks ago we “fell back” to standard time and, we all joked, gained an hour.
In my pre-marriage/pre-child days I seized this gift of time to focus on changes I wanted to make in my life.
What would I really do if I had an extra hour each day?
I’d challenge myself with the question of how I’d change my world or the world around me if I possessed those sixty extra minutes.
The past decade or so I’ve stopped asking myself that question.
We’re all busy.
Shedding the badge of busy is something we
blog chat about all the time now.
The thing is, it seems many of us struggle with giving only lip service to making a change.
I don’t know I’m doing much better than anyone else, either.
While appropriating the phrase it’s just not a priority right now has, indeed, changed my life—I fear I’ve grown too obsessed with the notion of time.
Is there enough time? Am I spending my time wisely? Have I been lulled into a false sense of thinking there is time?
I’ve beaten to death the notion of time with the Child as well.
I find frequent need to point out to her how *time* is the most precious thing we have to give.
Waste money? I may not be a fan of doing it, but if you don’t fear hard work you can, conceivably, make more.
Waste time? It’s gone. Forever. It’s finite and fleeting.
apology from an 8 year old for wasting my time.
The Sunday morning after the time change I stumbled upon a quote shared by a Facebook friend:
It’s not about having time it’s about MAKING time.
I knew what the quote alluded to (prioritizing) yet the choice of the word MAKING struck me as odd.
It was enough to drive me into a panic of sorts (coupled with the fact my Child still woke at the crack of dawn and I’ve given up coffee).
And so I made a list.
4 reminders, although I cannot make time, I can make the most of the time I have.
1. I can treasure time
This is something I think I do well. This is something I never want to stop working and focusing on. I appreciate a 15 minute skype with a friend as much as I adore an entire unplanned day with my daughter. I strive to never waste gaps of time through indecision. I allow myself to “waste” time frequently by choice.
2. I can practice structured procrastination…and regular.
I often joke to friends it’s OK if I don’t finish something today because I’m not responsible for transplanting tiny hearts into babies. My work is important to me. My work is not that of saving lives. I find structured procrastination helps me finish my to-do list in record time. I find full-on procrastination (alone or with friends) is often precisely what I need.
3. I can draw work-boundaries in Sharpie.
I once spoke to the Romance Writers of America about time management strategies. I shared how, since I worked and played in the same place, I signaled to myself/family which mode I was in (I used bandannas. Wearing one color symbolized to brain/family I was in work-mode. Another indicated work was DONE!). A decade later I’ve only gotten worse at boundary drawing (hello social media?). I need to return to creating more defined work-boundaries or consider changing what I do for work.
4. I can spend time looking inward.
Lots of busyness is born from fear. We work, check Facebook, play online games, and interact virtually as a way to distract ourselves from feelings. We’ve become chronic time-wasters, even with the awareness we can’t make more, because we are afraid to be still. We are afraid we might discover who we are and not like it. I think this is one benefit of my struggle with loneliness. Daydream! Don’t always distract.
who am I? what’s important to me?
- If you could make more time how would you choose to spend it?
- Do you “spend” time without consideration to the fact it’s a finite resource?