We are steadily chugging through January and it will be February before we know it. After February, it will be Hallowe'en again (the months in between don't count because they go by too quickly to notice) and then the next time you blink will be in 2016. It's incredible how fast time flies when there are deadlines. Even my kids are starting to notice that time has picked up its pace.
As a kid an hour seemed to take forrrrrrevvvvvveerrrrrrr. For my daughters, before they got the concept of the passage of time in terms of hours and minutes, I would label how long things took in terms of Dora the Explorer episodes.
"Mommy, when will the cake be ready to ice?"
"In half a Dora." It helped, during those times, if they were actually watching Dora. Swiper, no swiping. Good times.
Now we joke about it. The trip we took to Phoenix recently was supposed to take eight Doras but ended up taking almost fourteen. They watched Charlie's Angels (the first movie), Annie, and Tinkerbell's pirate movie (which is my least favorite), while my husband and I listened to audio books and learned more about each other (David Sedaris made me laugh and made my husband want to cut himself.) Even though the drive took forever, we were back home and back at work before we knew it. Now the week is almost over. Sure, it's Wednesday, but it may as well be Friday. Or next Monday. It will be before I know it and there will be tons of things that didn't get done.
Given the crazy current of life, taking time to write (or do something you really love vs. something that just needs doing) is important. It forces me to sit, focus on one thing, and actually accomplish something. I did not write much in the period between August and December (school craziness), but took control of my personal time/space continuum and wrote over the winter break. I am continuing to wedge in time to write and that helps qualify the time spent as worthwhile instead of a blur of activity, laundry that's not folded, and a dance class that we're late to.
I just took half a Dora over my lunch break to write this blog post and there's no reason I couldn't have been doing that regularly over the past months. It feels good and I'm glad to be back online. Now I'm going to take another half a Dora and read some other blogger's posts.
How do you keep time from sweeping you away?
As a kid an hour seemed to take forrrrrrevvvvvveerrrrrrr. For my daughters, before they got the concept of the passage of time in terms of hours and minutes, I would label how long things took in terms of Dora the Explorer episodes.
"Mommy, when will the cake be ready to ice?"
"In half a Dora." It helped, during those times, if they were actually watching Dora. Swiper, no swiping. Good times.
Given the crazy current of life, taking time to write (or do something you really love vs. something that just needs doing) is important. It forces me to sit, focus on one thing, and actually accomplish something. I did not write much in the period between August and December (school craziness), but took control of my personal time/space continuum and wrote over the winter break. I am continuing to wedge in time to write and that helps qualify the time spent as worthwhile instead of a blur of activity, laundry that's not folded, and a dance class that we're late to.
I just took half a Dora over my lunch break to write this blog post and there's no reason I couldn't have been doing that regularly over the past months. It feels good and I'm glad to be back online. Now I'm going to take another half a Dora and read some other blogger's posts.
How do you keep time from sweeping you away?
1 comment:
When you find out how to slow down time, let me know. Haha! :)
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