Time is my 4 letter word
This is one of my biggest obstacles in my life...getting a handle on time. I am one of those kinds of people who can't waste a minute...I pay bills at stop lights. I fold laundry while I'm waiting for a page to load on the internet. I scrapbook while I'm waiting for the water to boil for the spaghetti. Any minute spent doing nothing is a waste of time to me. I'm thinking it came from my former career as a meteorologist. TV is all about time and time cues. Unless you work in the business, you would have no idea. There is no stalling, no waiting...no second chances. If you aren't ready to go on, then you get in a heck of alot of trouble...and if you are late, you may as well kiss your career goodbye. I've wittnessed many lose the time battle. It isn't pretty.
I did this layout on a whim because at the time, my "time" was eating away at me, and after all this time, I thought I had a handle on "Time". I thought I had it licked...then I realized that time had me. It is an obsession. It rules my life.
I'm going to try, as of this moment, to embrace time. I'm going to stop...just for a minute...have a cup of coffee and embrace the silence of this house in the morning. But only for a minute...
I used my Time Pieces Paper Special, VRA Utopia alphas and MST Today Paper
Journaling:
There has always been something
about time and me, and me and time.
My entire life has revolved around
this four letter word that haunts
me endlessly. Perhaps because
my career revolved around
time. Getting to work ‘on time’.
Being ‘assigned time’ to do my
job. Being told ‘how much time’
I had been given. Getting ‘time
cues’ in my ear. Being told
that a minute is no longer
a minute, but 20 seconds and
watching 20 seconds turn into ‘no
more time’. Having just minutes to prepare
for live breaking news that should, theoreticaly,
take ‘more time’ to prepare. Because of this, I am obsessed with time. Because of this, ‘time’ is my four letter word. Because of this, ‘time’
has always been the subject of my nightmares.
Because of this, I manage my time down to the second (tick, tick).
Perhaps ‘time’ knows that it has a hold on me.
So, just who is managing who?
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