This is the last week of August. Nearly 2/3 of the year is done.
They say that time passes slowly when young and fast when old. I think that time passes quickly when busy and slowly when not much is happening.
So – have I achieved any of my NY’s resolutions? Not the one about living within my means. Still struggling with that one. Perhaps I have touched on learning something new…but not in the way that I imagined.
I potentially have a guest who wants to come 4 days per week for the next 4 weeks. Suddenly I am faced with the melting away of alone-time, as when she ends her stay, I will have a leather conference to attend and then another the following week…and then it will be October!
Some days it feels like there is too much to fit in the time allotted. Other days, I am bored because I have nothing to do. Well, that isn’t exactly true. I get bored because I have nothing NEW to do, to look forward to doing.
I did without a watch for a number of weeks and found that I occasionally wanted to know the time but that there were other ways of determining it…and that I didn’t really need to know the time very often as my day does not revolve around appointments and schedules. However, I missed the jewelry of a watch on my wrist. Now I wear a watch as a bracelet. Good thing, too, as the watch I had replaced my last one with is marked with Roman numerals, which are hard to read at a glance.
The other thing that I have observed recently is how an exterior change in schedule can mess up my idea of the day of the week and my sense of weekly time. My garbage used to be picked up on Thursday. Now it is done on Tuesday. Thursday was the day before lighting Sabbath Candles and meant the weekend was one day away. Tuesday has no such meaning. It is stuck there in the middle of the week and not anchored to any event in my life. Yech!
And, if you look at the stars…well, time becomes something else. This morning, the stars were bright and clear and timeless.
Feathers of My Mind 