There are a great many lessons that I’ve learnt from my recent near-dea… I mean, from my laser eye treatment; and one day I will get around to sharing them all with you guys, so that you know what happens to people crazy enough to get a laser shot into their unprotected eyes. But there is one of those revelations that never actually occurred to me and had so little to do with anything, and…
Never before in my life had I noticed just how much time there is in a day.
It’s not like I consider myself awful at timekeeping – if I put my mind to something I can actually be quite efficient. Yet somehow it has always seemed to me as if I could do with an extra hour a day, not to work, oh no, all the gods forbid. Maybe to watch horrible TV shows? Or stalk bunnies on Instagram? Something like that.
But once I detached myself from the world of seeing and the majority of the pain was gone, I quickly realized just how many too many hours there are in a day. Once you stop watching things, reading things, playing things, going on sunny strolls and stuff, all that’s left is Bananagrams and audiobooks. And, trust me; you don’t want to listen to the entire HP series in one go (only around 130h… I tried).
So now that I am kind of, almost, maybe one day, back to normal, I decided this whole extra hour thinking needs to stop. There is definitely enough time in a day to stalk bunnies on Instagram while staying on top of my workload. It’s all about good timekeeping.
And what good timekeeping means is our mystery of the day. [Read more…]