I haven’t written a “Friday’s Truths” post in a while, so I thought I would take the opportunity this week. Somehow, it seems deserving. I don’t know why, it just does.
Do you ever notice that we’ll spend a good part of our week just wishing and hoping that Friday would get here sooner? As if Friday had a choice! I mean, Friday is where it is…it’s not like Friday is hanging out at the biker bar tossing back a few beer and, therefore, is delayed in arriving. Still, we wish for time to move more quickly and for Friday to “get here” in as timely a manner as possible. (Don’t get me started on the concept of time “moving” either slowly or quickly. Time IS, dammit! *ahem*)
Whenever I would say something like that (“I can’t wait for Friday” or “I wish it were October or November right now so that it wasn’t 105 degrees outside”), my mother would say to me, “Don’t wish your life away.” I didn’t understand what that meant when I was younger. I do now. But, then, a 44-year-old (Oh, God! I’m middle aged, dammit!) is going to have a different perception of time than a 17-year-old, right? Of course, I’m right. I’m middle aged. I know a few more things than you young whipper-snappers!
So, I try my best to life my life as it comes – one day at a time, one hour at a time, one minute at a time. It’s totally not easy to do. But I try.
I’m also trying to fill that time with things that are worthwhile.
- Spending time with my mom…even if it’s just watching some TV.
- Getting rid of stuff – I’ve got more stuff than I have space. I need to get it out of here. Perhaps ebay will get me back as a seller soon.
- Reading! Oh, I’m so glad that I’m on one of my reading kicks right now. I love it when I just can’t read enough. I hope this phase lasts a long time. (I bought some new books to make sure I don’t run out.)
- I’ve started reviewing as well. That’s new for me. I just started about, oh, two weeks ago. I’ve enjoyed it. I have promised myself that I will only write a review if I feel that I can truly, freely recommend the book. If I don’t like the book, I don’t want to “spend” my time and energy on negativity, you know?
So, yeah, don’t wish your life away. We’re only here for a certain amount of time – and how long that certain amount ends up being is anyone’s guess – so we should probably try to make each moment worth it.
I know, I know. It’s easier said than done. Trust me, first thing Monday morning, someone will ask me how I’m doing. My response will be: “Is it Friday yet?” Then I ‘ll go home that night and read a book…and all will be right with the world once again.
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I haven’t written a “Friday’s Truths” post in a while, so I thought I would take the opportunity this week. Somehow, it seems deserving. I don’t know why, it just does.
Do you ever notice that we’ll spend a good part of our week just wishing and hoping that Friday would get here sooner? As if Friday had a choice! I mean, Friday is where it is…it’s not like Friday is hanging out at the biker bar tossing back a few beer and, therefore, is delayed in arriving. Still, we wish for time to move more quickly and for Friday to “get here” in as timely a manner as possible. (Don’t get me started on the concept of time “moving” either slowly or quickly. Time IS, dammit! *ahem*)
Whenever I would say something like that (“I can’t wait for Friday” or “I wish it were October or November right now so that it wasn’t 105 degrees outside”), my mother would say to me, “Don’t wish your life away.” I didn’t understand what that meant when I was younger. I do now. But, then, a 44-year-old (Oh, God! I’m middle aged, dammit!) is going to have a different perception of time than a 17-year-old, right? Of course, I’m right. I’m middle aged. I know a few more things than you young whipper-snappers!
So, I try my best to life my life as it comes – one day at a time, one hour at a time, one minute at a time. It’s totally not easy to do. But I try.
I’m also trying to fill that time with things that are worthwhile.
So, yeah, don’t wish your life away. We’re only here for a certain amount of time – and how long that certain amount ends up being is anyone’s guess – so we should probably try to make each moment worth it.
I know, I know. It’s easier said than done. Trust me, first thing Monday morning, someone will ask me how I’m doing. My response will be: “Is it Friday yet?” Then I ‘ll go home that night and read a book…and all will be right with the world once again.
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