October 12, 2021
Whether it’s the best of times or the worst of times, it’s the only time we’ve got.
What I don’t understand is why I have less that I must do and I don’t have enough time for all I would like to do. I know I could do better if I set priorities and avoided distractions. But I find the distractions halp me recharge.
So you know what? While I will continue to do my best with my time management I will continue to use some of it for rest and recreation.
Here is an article I may have sent before, it reminds us how we use our time is up to us.
Our priorities matter
“Imagine you had a bank account that deposited $86,400 each morning. The account carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every dollar each day!
We all have such a bank. Its name is Time. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever time you have failed to use wisely. It carries over no balance from day to day. It allows no overdraft so you can’t borrow against yourself or use more time than you have. Each day, the account starts fresh. Each night, it destroys an unused time. If you fail to use the day’s deposits, it’s your loss and you can’t appeal to get it back.
There is never any borrowing time. You can’t take a loan out on your time or against someone else’s. The time you have is the time you have and that is that. Time management is yours to decide how you spend the time, just as with money you decide how you spend the money. It is never the case of us not having enough time to do things, but the case of whether we want to do them and where they fall in our priorities.”
Do we need more time? Or do we need to be more disciplined with the time we have?
A Florida officer pulls over an eighty-six-year-old woman because her hand signals were confusing.
“First you put your hand up, like you’re turning right, then you wave your hand up and down, then you turn left,” said the officer.
“I decided not to turn right,” she explains.
“Then why the up and down?” asks the officer.
“Officer,” she sniffs, “I was erasing!”
A word to the wise isn’t necessary. It’s the stupid ones who need the advice.
Our 13 year old niece spent last night with us. When we dropped her off at home, my sister-in-law asked how she behaved. “She was an angel,” I informed her.
“Really?” she questioned.
“Yes, really. A perfect angel.” I assured her.
“I just don’t understand. Whenever she is with you she is well behaved. Whenever she is at home, she is a monster. She misbehaves for everyone else. In fact, the teachers at her school drew straws to see who would be stuck with her in their class. How come she always behaves for you?” my sister in law asked.
“I don’t know. I guess I just have a way with children. I also try to educate them as well. A child is never too young to learn.” I answered.
“What do you mean. What did you teach her?” she inquired.
“Well, for instance, children need to learn about death and dying so they better understand this process. I explained this concept very carefully to her.” I informed my sister-in-law.
“Really? You explained this to her at 13?” she asked dumbfounded.
“Well, actually she was much younger when I explained this. She now understands death perfectly. Which is good, because it makes threatening her with it, much more effective.”
It’s the things in common that make relationships enjoyable, but it’s the little differences that make them interesting.
A husband and his wife advertised for a live-in maid to cook and do the housework. A likely-looking girl came in from the country, and they hired her. She worked out fine, was a good cook, was polite, and kept the house neat.
One day, after about six months, she came in and said she would have to quit.
“But why?” asked the disappointed wife.
She hemmed and hawed and said she didn’t want to say, but the wife was persistent, so finally she said, “Well, on my day off a couple of months ago I met this good-looking fellow from over in the next county, and well, I’m pregnant.”
The wife said, “Look, we don’t want to lose you. My husband and I don’t have any children, and we’ll adopt your baby if you will stay.”
She talked to her husband; he agreed, and the maid said she would stay. The baby came, they adopted it, and all went well.
After several months though, the maid came in again and said that she would have to quit. The wife questioned her, found out that she was pregnant again, talked to her husband, and offered to adopt the baby if she would stay. She agreed, had the baby, they adopted it, and life went on as usual.
In a few months, however, she again said she would have to leave. Same thing. She was pregnant. They made the same offer, she agreed, and they adopted the third baby. She worked for a week or two, but then said, “I am definitely leaving this time.”
“Don’t tell me you’re pregnant again?” asked the lady of the house.
“No,” she said, “there are just too many kids here to pick up after.”
”In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life. It goes on.”
I’m not as dumb as you look.
I’m not fat just horizontally disproportionate.
I’m not loafing. I work so fast I’m always finished
I’m not opinionated, I’m just always right!
I’m not paranoid! Which of my enemies told you that?
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
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