Do something instead of killing time, because time is killing you – Paulo Coelho
It wasn’t always like this.
There were times I actually really enjoyed coming into work, having meetings and getting on with delivering projects. Those were the days I used to come in just before 9 and leave very, very late. But I didn’t mind. I was passionate. Very passionate.
I was the annoying ‘grad’ in my team who volunteered to do everything just so that I could learn and soak up as much knowledge as possible. I lived and breathed work. But I didn’t mind. I was passionate. Very passionate.
Even outside of work, all that occupied my mind was work! Every thought, every conversation, every movement in my body language was work related. But I didn’t mind. I was passionate. Very passionate.
The problem is though I DID mind. I really did!
I minded when I had to miss my mum’s graduation because I had a product launch. She understood but in hindsight, that was a moment I will never get back. I would have loved to be there and shown my support but I couldn’t.
I minded about not being able to spend the day with my babi on his birthdays. I would always show up in the evenings, when the day was almost up. He understood but in hindsight that was very unfair of me. Someone whom I loved deserved more than that.
I minded when I couldn’t be there for my sister when she had a caesarian because I was unable to ask for the time off ‘very last minute’. I had to give them ‘preferably’ two weeks notice. I missed the birth of my niece and showed up a day later on the weekend. In hindsight I should have just gone.
The list of moments missed were never ending for me.
Today, I have time.
Time to realise I have time.
Time to be there for my sister whilst she was giving birth to my new niece.
Time to stay up until midnight the night before my babi’s birthday so that I could be the first person to wish him happy birthday.
Time to actually visit my mum more than once a week to check on her and have a real conversation, rather than the obligatory Saturday visits.
I wake when I want to wake, write when I want to write, exercise when I want to exercise, eat when I want to eat, and live life every minute of every day, irrespective of time.
I realise this time-free approach isn’t practical for everyone, but maybe it still has a practical application for everyone: perhaps you can take one day each month (or more frequently) and spend time how YOU would actually want to spend it.
* This post was inspired by a conversation I had with my friend yesterday. The funny thing is in the past I wouldn’t have had the time to have lunch with her, at the time I did, as I would have been too ‘passionate’ at work.
Be happy. x