My last blog post was over three years ago. And, yet, if you asked me my hobbies I would probably still list blogging – though obviously my enjoyment of it has waned. Or has it?
It’s not unexpected to take a three year hiatus from something one enjoys. Life just has a way of, well, getting in the way. In 2015 I had an infant and was still adjusting to life in a new city and state. I was trying to decide whether I should go back to school or get a job or continue staying home with my son. In the meantime, I put in job applications, college applications, and even took the GREs.
Those are the big things; the reasonable things that got in the way. They’re not exactly the honest things. The honest things are mundane, unproductive, and less easily admitted.
Hello, my name is Rachel and I am a time waster.
I am. I spend countless hours perusing social media and no one on Facebook even knows I exist – because I am a stalker, not a poster. And I’m a good stalker, but that’s not the point. I play silly games on my phone that I then have to literally delete them to stop me from playing them. I’ll sit in front of the TV and try to find something to watch for twenty minutes before finally settling on something I’ve already seen.
But, I mean, it’s not about what got in the way. I can focus on that all day and it won’t get me blogging again or reading more. It won’t get me exercising regularly or working side hustles like a lady boss. And chastising myself isn’t a good use of my time either.
I know I’m not a lone time waster. I see it on my social media stalks – we are a generation of time wasters! I spent a few weeks in Nigeria in December and realized how much I take convenience for granted. If my sister-in-law needs to pick up a few things for dinner it is going to be an event – possibly hours long. I casually add things to my grocery list, send the list to the store of my choice when it’s full, and have it loaded into my trunk the next day.
Since that trip I’ve been meditating a lot on the concept of guarding my time. What can I do with this world of convenience? I remember seeing an episode of Ellen and in her opening monologue she talked about how we’ve created all these things to help save us time and women are still putting on mascara at a red light.
So, if I could channel all of that wasted time into productivity, what would the world look like from that vantage? What if we all could? Spend more time volunteering, enterprising, advocating, educating (ourselves & others), creating, cultivating. Or just being – silently, simply, mindfully.
I’m interested in exploring that world.