Pardon me, do you have the time? I’ve been spending way too much time thinking about time lately. How there’s never enough. How fast it goes (dang, it’s almost noon!). How to get more done, how to set priorities, how to schedule myself better, how I should watch less TV, how to be wherever I’m supposed to be at all times, doing whatever is the most important thing to do at that moment.

The bad news is, it’s driving me crazy – there is almost never a feeling inside that I actually am doing the most expedient thing. If I’m at home, I feel like I should be at work. If I’m at work, I feel like I should be at home. If I’m working in the yard, and I haven’t had a break for weeks, I feel like I should be relaxing. If I take a lazy Sunday morning to read the paper, have a leisurely breakfast, and play with Em for awhile before I get to work, I feel like I’ve wasted half the day. In other words, I won’t let myself win.

One thing is for sure: I want to do more than is humanly possible within the responsibilities I need to meet, and the physical constants of the universe. If there are 24 hours in a day, you can’t sleep 7 of them, work 8 of them, eat & clean up dishes two of them, spend an hour in the bathroom, exercise, practice an instrument, read books, watch TV, maintain and improve a house and two cars, take care of a kid, have a good relationship with your wife, learn a foreign language, learn to code html, keep your website and blog up to date, garden, and keep in touch with your friends.

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