time

"Until you value yourself, you won't value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it. Or something. I dunno..." -M. Scott Peck, Psychiatrist. Born in New York City, New York. He reluctantly attained the status of a guru due to the success of his book, The Road Less Traveled: A New Psychology of Love, Traditional Values and Spiritual Growth (1978).

My two day weekend seemed to drag on and on... And yet it went too fast. Does that make any sense. It all comes down to effective time management. I'm such a big believer in that and yet I also find myself drawn into the frustrations of being unable to accomplish it. I guess it all comes with the territory of being a wife and mother.

I spent a lot of time Saturday with my little Nicky. We got groceries together and later took a trip to the mall. I enjoyed strolling around the mall with him. He loved watching all of the people and was very happy and content. Macy spent most of her day with daddy helping him and Marc build a bookshelf in the garage and later helped him go get the oil changed.

And Sunday I took on what I thought to be the reasonable task of re-painting the little kitchen set my grandpa made. It turned into a bigger project than I thought and I spent over three hours on that task without finishing it. I took a break at that point and we all went for a drive around the lake. Both kids fell fast asleep and Mike and I had our hard-to-come-by precious alone time in the car. We stopped at Jr.'s for chicken on the way home.

Later, I finally painted the table but by then the sun went down so when I set it out to dry, because of all of the humidity... It didn't. By this time of the evening, I was getting a little irritable because I was also thinking about everything else I had to do... ironing, showering, making my lunch for the next day,.. Okay, that's all I really needed to do but it seemed like a lot at the time. I kept hearing the clock ticking away. The real problem was that I really, really just wanted to lay in bed and relax! And guess what? I actually made it to that point by about 9:30.

This time concept is really a hard one sometimes. We need to place values on all of the things we do in a day and match them up with time. It's funny when you think about it. There is, in essence, unlimited time. We've placed limits on it by assigning numbers to it resulting in unending deadlines. Now.. everything has a deadline, it seems. Our "deadline" to sleep is in the evening and our "deadline" to get up is set in the morning. We even have "deadlines" to eat. Imagine a day with no time. You wake up when your body wants to. You sleep when you want to. You wander aimlessly around all day not even caring what time it is. I think I'd like a day like that but it would be hard to adjust to a lifetime of timelessness. Or would it? Some may call that paradise.