According to google, there are 525,600 minutes in a year. If I live to be 80, I will have a little over 42 million minutes of life. This means I have about 40 million minutes left. Minutes go fast… or slow, depending on perspective.
I have been going non stop since the beginning of June. Beginning with ensuring my son’s birthday was as fun as it could be in a semi-post pandemic world, then starting a new part time job (I am now working two, which essentially equals one full time job), dealing with a mysterious dog illness, trying to make the most out of my mom’s visit, driving… a lot of driving, seeing some family in New England, completing friend check ins and keeping up with everyone else's emotions and needs. Now, there is a heat wave and I am cranky- realizing that I have broken my new 2021 rule of avoiding putting myself last. Even if it means taking just a few minutes for myself.
Do as I say, not as I do.
Lately, I really need to take a minute for myself. Because I haven’t. A minute to just do nothing, or do something just for me. But, I don’t really have many minutes this week before another visit with some family driving down my way. So what shall I do?
I shall remind myself to enjoy every minute I get. I shall make the most of the few minutes I have to myself, and let the other minutes count. Because, well, minutes are limited. Whether it is work minutes, boosting my productivity to reward myself with some more me-minutes, or if it is trying to savor and slow down the minutes I have with my family, friends, loved ones- you name it.
Of course not all minutes will be great. In fact, some minutes will be pretty terrible. Some are meant to help me get to the meaningful minutes. Some make me appreciate the good minutes. Some teach lessons that I don’t really want to learn. And some will even make me angry.
The point is, all the minutes count.
Today’s song I actually found- hoping Justin is proud of this one, it just felt good and upbeat and funky. It is called “Way with Words" by Bahamas. Enjoy.
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