Today my computer clock and my wristwatch had a disagreement. The problem was me, of course. I have been in a cave and missed the usual fuss that precedes the changing of the clocks for daylight savings.
I guess we really are saving daylight; up and awake when we could be sleeping. But my life activities aren’t sunshine-dependent, especially here in New York City where the lights shine 24 hours a day. I’ll do all the same things I would normally do, so it doesn’t matter much to me. (Though for God’s sake, would it hurt so much for the rain to stop and the sun to come out for just a little while?)
But what if I really got some extra hours? Not particularly of sunshine or darkness but a secret compartment of two sacred hours – time out of time every day to do anything I wanted. What would I really do, honestly, and what does that really say about me? Would I do the same things I do now when I think I don't have enough time? Would I work more? Sleep? Paint? Read? Would I do something I don’t normally do or do more of what I usually do?
I'd like to think that I would be very protective of those two hours and that I would use them judiciously. Monday's two hours are for art. Tuesday's are for reading. Wednesday's are for catching up with friends or extended family. Thursdays? hmmm...long hot baths. I'll leave Friday open for serendipity. Saturday for extra time with my husband. And Sunday will be my two hours of spiritual enrichment.
That's what I'd like to think. And maybe I would. For a while.
And you?
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It's a dream.......
I thought when my kids all left home and I retired I would have more time. Things fill my time. Most of the things I enjoy but there are things, jobs, errands, chores that have to be done and when I look around it looks like the only one to do them is me.
I could sleep less but then I nap more. I could be more organized but then I feel like I'm working again.
It's a dream.......... :)Bea
Time...every time, I think I am getting some time to do what I want to do, something happens to put a hole in that dream.
Yes, I am referring to my hole in the ceiling.
Time ...wish I had more, but then I don't know if I would use it wisely.
Great post.
Two extra hours just to myself? Wonderful! I like to think I'd do what you would...Mondays for reading, Tuesdays for photo safaris, Wednesdays for sitting in my room to just play with color, and so on.
I suppose it wouldn't really be that hard to start something like that would it? Maybe just a half an hour each day dedicated to ourselves. Even if it's just relaxing without guilt.
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wow, I'd love two extra hours a day. but I'd be afraid I'd waste them. would sure be nice, though!!
I would devote those two hours to a living thing whether animal or human and give them my full attention in whatever way they needed.
Well, now I'm embarrassed to even comment after Holli! I think I'd just be very greedy with my time; I'd finally make sure I spent some time on my writing.
Time is a precious thing for all. I enjoy your posts very much. I just nominated you for the Sunshine Blog award, so please come and check it out.
Whoa! Teri, I luv your header. I'm here to spend some time with a sunshine nominee. You have lots to look at so I'll be back after I get my own project done. Time is running out and I want to impress myself that I have time to finish it.
I keep thinking that I need to schedule my evenings like you broke down your extra hours...a couple extra hours each day would be awesome. I'd be happy with two extra hours a week.
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