I need to wear a watch. Usually the only time I wear a watch is when I am in a foreign country and I need to know what time the train is coming. Because I do not like being reminded constantly of what time it is. Kind of freaks me out, actually. But here's the thing: without a watch I get sucked into projects that take up my whole day. Without even realizing it. And then there is the guilt of the day that can never be reclaimed and the regrets of all the regular things that didn't get done. A very wise friend pointed out to me that I am recovering from an illness. Not recovered. Recovering. I really liked what she had to say. And I am reblogging it here because it bears repeating, and remembering. Plus it made me laugh because I could hear her saying this in response to my last guilt-ridden post. I officially, completely, and permanently absolve you of the need to do anything about the items you have mentioned, and of any that you have not mentioned as well. So I need a watch. Actually I probably just need a watch battery since the watch I bought to go to China is still on the bookshelf. And it has a timer that I can set for fifteen minutes. Which I have done in the past and I know I can get much more accomplished in 15-minute segments than I think.
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Note: stayed up way too late last night and then was woken by perky seven year old. Which was predictable. Comments are closed.
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