Time Marches On………………
I often wonder why, when I was younger, it appeared that time was moving at a snails pace, it seemed as though time was my enemy – slowly, slowly going along – while I wanted to move so much faster. I recall feeling frustrated and ready for change to come along, change in season, change in teachers, change in sports….Anything but the boring life I felt I was leading. Those of you who knew me as a young girl know I did not lead a boring life, but I sure felt it was boring. Too slow…not enough activity….not enough freedom….
As I near my 50th birthday, I am concerned with how much time is left. If I live to be 88 years old, I am over half way through my life. Half way through and I don’t feel like I have had enough time to do everything I should have or wanted to do.
It is almost as if the reverse is happening, now, I value time as one of my most prized possessions. I view time as a most valued resource. I realize time is moving at light speed and I wish it would slow down.
So…… I am doing something different this next week – I am going to stay on task and time block. Blocking time seems to give me a little less stress because I ‘appear’ to have control over time rather than time having control over me.
I think the operative word in that sentence is ‘appear’. Wish me luck!!!