Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Life's Measurements

It is weird how time seems to go faster when you are older, and the things you measure life by change. Perhaps time is slower as a kid because of what you are using to measure by....hmm.

All through school life, of course, was measured in summers and school years. I don't think I thought about weekends much when I was that young. Then in college, while school years and summers still marked time for me, I think weekends did start to play in. Time didn't really start to fly until after college. After I graduated from undergraduate, and got a regular job, life became a measurement of weeks and weekends...

Since I have been back in school, summers and semesters are back, but now I am older so there are additional measurements that all overlap each other. As far as maintenance goes, there is the time between fish tank, litter box cleanings, oil changes, and laundry days. I have to think in terms of seasons for our yard, and in terms of warranties for anything we buy. Personally lets not forget thinking of time in terms of multivitamin bottle refills and hair colorings.

Somedays, when I think back to how long and boring (at times) I thought summer was as a kid, I wish I could go back to those days, and heed the words my parents would say. "Time goes much faster when you are a grownup, enjoy it while you can". Every once in a while, I take time to realize that things are going by at an ever increasing rate and that sometimes I am not even noticing the things around me. I don't know if it is the feeling like winter is almost over, or what, but the urge to purge, clean, simplify my life is upon me. I am taking advantage of the feeling because when things are simpler, I find time to do the things I love and stop to smell the flowers.

5 comments:

graculus said...

smelling flowers is good.

Chicken said...

I wish I could go back sometimes. It seems like this year just started and February is almost over.

Mind Sprite said...

I could use a few more days in the week these days. But only weekend days. I have enough of work!

Joanne said...

It is funny, I always start getting antsy in mid summer and every time I've moved (but once) I've moved in August. My friend Matthew is the same way and we finally figured out that it is because we got so used to moving in and out of dorms. When I worked in the corporate world it was weird not to think in terms of fall as the start of the year.

Mishka said...

Joanne- after going to school for 16 years straight, the first fall after I graduated from college was very weird feeling. I think if I still lived in my home town, every fall would kind of feel that way, but since I have moved around so much since then, the feeling is only fleeting.