Making Out Time
I learned from a year of continuously practicing and performing that there are 525,600 minutes in one year of life (I spent approximately 300,000 of those minutes with the song stuck in my head during my senior year.)
It certainly sounds like a lot of time. There are three digits on EACH side of the comma! Even if you get 8 hours of sleep a night that only takes 175,200 minutes out.
So now we’re down to 350,400 (see, that’s still three digits on each side of the comma.)
Now let’s assume that at minimum you work 40 hours a week, that only takes out 124,800 minutes. Still you have 225,600 minutes left to your own devices. Over 618 minutes a day.
And yet we are constantly making excuses for why we can’t do things. Saying that there just isn’t enough time in the day. Running ourselves ragged to accomplish far too many little checks in the boxes that fill our to-do lists every day.
We make ourselves slaves to the second hand of the watch counting down our time here on Earth.
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When I moved to my new 9-5 gig in the Corporate office I left the start-up I had been at from the day the door opened and also one of my closest friends. I was going from spending 124,800 minutes a week (give or take for meetings and vacation days) hanging out with her to not even talking to her some weeks.
And when I met my “touching down” friend soulmate (you know…that person you meet for tea one afternoon in the cold winter of Maine and immediately become inseparable from?!) I knew that her summers were crazy but I had no idea how crazy my spring and summer were going to be.
Not being able to spend time with them KILLED a small piece of me.
So now my former boss and I do forty-five of yoga every Wednesday night so that we exercise not only our bodies but our minds cause we are both kind of (very) stressed and need to stretch and relax our minds. We *may* follow up the yoga session with a delicious dinner and a bottle of wine. I have the appointment scheduled in my work calendar in bright red, an appointment no one can schedule over.
And recently my kindred-third decader and I realized that there was no way we’d be able to have the quality one-on-one conversations we’d come to love if we didn’t make time for it. So 6 AM every Tuesday we are out walking around Back Bay on the 3.5 mile Boulevard. 60-90 minutes of pure conversation, laughter, and bonding. Plus she’s effing adorable and makes me fruit smoothies to take to work every morning after I get ready at her digs intown Portland.
You can tell the things that are important to you by carefully looking at what you make time for in your minutes.
If you aren’t spending those 525,600 minutes doing the things that further the happiness that exists in your heart and soul, well…what are you REALLY doing here on Earth?
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