I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March. You should do it too! Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing!
Time. Remember time? I used to clean the kitchen after my babies were asleep for the night. I’d pick projects to do, or shows to watch, or both!
I noticed today, once again, that my kitchen is always a mess. Someone mentioned to me that they are out like a light around 8:30 every night because they are so tired. Hours later, I was still reflecting on my internal reaction to this proclamation. I had blamed my children, albeit in my head, for my never going to bed on time. But, honestly, I’ve never been able to go to bed on time.
Time. Remember time? I used to sit on my bedroom floor and listen to cassette tapes over and over again, until I had the lyrics memorized. “Tropical the island breeze/ All of nature wild and free/ This is where I long to be/ La isla bonita. . . “
When I plug my phone in my car, my music starts playing alphabetically. This drives me crazy, but sometimes I don’t take the time to skip through, or put it on shuffle, or pick an actual album I’d like to listen to from my library. I love my Hamilton, but I’ve listened to Aaron Burr, Sir a few too many times. (And then yes, The Adams Administration…and then, I would be remiss if I didn’t admit that the next “song” is always Air Conditioner – Loopable with no fade.)
Time. Remember time? I used to get bored. I’d sit in my room, bored.
I read today that phones are a distraction even when they are off. When I’m waiting for something, I pick up my phone. Sometimes I read my book on my kindle app, sometimes I check facebook, sometimes I write an email. The time is gone in a jiffy. I am not bored.
Time. Remember time? I used to sit and think, or get into bed and dream up stories and plans. Sometimes it took over an hour for me to fall asleep!
Tonight, I tucked in all three kids, and fell asleep twice. I’ve gone to bed 2 times already tonight, and I haven’t thought one dream, one story or one plan.
Time. Remember time?