Jan 31 2009
Time management
I think I have become obsessed with time. If someone tells me to be somewhere at 2:00 I have to hurry and actually be there at 2:00. Not so with my significant other, he will arrive at the same destination at about 4:00ish. Time doesn’t have the same importance to him. It is other hell to get him to a doctor’s appointment. He feels he is paying the doctor and he will not wait, whether it is fifteen minutes or two hours. It is his time. Now I am not sure if it is the fact he was born and raised in Mexico where they are not as obsessed with time as we are or he just feels his time is valuable too. I wish though that I could be somewhat like this. When we were in Mexico last winter it was the most relaxing time I have ever spent. I did not worry about what time it was and I doubt that I ever looked at a clock while there. We were not at some fancy resort but his grandparents home that was literally on the side of a mountain with barely any electricity and the running water was a stream coming down the mountain. I absolutely loved it. They ate what they grew and to go to the store was a fifteen mile hike. I appreciated every minute there and cannot wait to go back and forget about time again.
