Time: 1:10 p.m., Pacific Daylight Time
Location: Home office, Silver Lake, Calif.
Weather: 71 degrees, partly sunny
Mood: Easy breezy
Time is the most valuable resource any of us will ever possess.
In fact, Time may be a part of our physical world. And it’s long been considered a dimension unto itself.
So why are we so cavalier to disrespect it, to disregard it? Why are we so eager to waste it? Why do we go to extraordinary pains to pinch pennies and clip coupons and fetishize other, less meaningful resources while allowing ourselves to while away hours in lines or on hold or in traffic or in bad relationships?
Why is our relationship with Time so under-examined, and, in many cases, so destructive?
More to the point, what can we do to fix it?
Where are you at this moment in time? Both literally and figuratively. Think about it.
For me, it’s early October, 2018, and I gotta admit, as I sit in my new office (a converted garage in the backyard of my first home in beautiful, sunny Los Angeles), I’m pretty freaking content.
It’s quiet, bright, and I am surrounded by so much life. Lush greenery is all around me and a curious squirrel is walking across my neighbors fence, stopping to peer into my window and see what I’m up to.
I’m a 35-year-old Midwestern-born woman living a great West Coast life, the life of my dreams, in fact. I’m married to literally the first man I met when I moved to L.A. 13 years ago, the true love of my life, Drew Seeley. We’re a strange and rare combination of self-employed actors who somehow, by the grace of God, make it work.
There are times when we don’t know what’s next. And that’s scary.
So, we don’t tend to focus on that. We like to focus on the here and now, taking it one jam-packed day at a time.
Last week, I spent a lot of hours waiting around. On set. In the airport. Roughly nine hours of my time. Just sitting.
Six of those hours came in airports, as I’m a frequent flier and find myself popping into and out of my home base of Los Angeles for my job. The other idle hours this week came on set.
There’s a saying in Hollywood: “Hurry up and wait.” (I don’t think it’s exclusive to this place.)
It takes Time to set up camera angles and get lighting just right. The performers have to wait, at the ready. Well, like Jay-Z raps, “I got no patience / And I hate waiting.”
That’s nine hours of my life, gone forever, and spent waiting. The good news: I try to make the absolute most of that downtime.
In this journal, I’ll be examining how and why our time gets wasted and how we can get it back, mostly through smart choices, good habits and invaluable tips and tricks that are available to any of us. I’ll get into some specifics next time.
TO BE CONTINUED …
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