Setting aside the time


Finding time to set aside precious hours, or even minutes, for those things we truly love to do seems to be more difficult as we get older.  Responsibilities pressure us into doing the right thing and prioritizing family, work and chores leaving little time to do the things we yearn to do.  Hobby items collect dust and ideas for great stories become trapped in the vault of our mind waiting for that large iron door to swing open and let the ideas tumble into the forefront of our thoughts.


(image courtesy of Google)

I am learning to make more time for myself.  In the winter months it is much easier to make that time since I work the normal Monday to Friday hours that an office job dictates.  However, when the resort opens for the season, I am back to six days a week and generally my work days start at 7:00 am and ends at 6:00 pm, if I’m lucky.  The summer affords me one day off a week which is spent catching up on the aforementioned priorities, leaving little time for recreation or writing.  I am an avid golfer and at the end of last summer had not even played one full round of golf.  My gazebo waved at me from my front lawn as I passed it on my way to work and simply sighed as I dragged my weary body into the house on my way back from work.

This summer will be different.  Life is far to short to spend all of my time making someone else happy and forgetting about my own happiness.  Changing patterns and routines is difficult, but I have already begun the process to alter my patterns.  With the help and advice of friends I am slowly learning to make myself my first priority.  My alarm encourages me to rise an hour earlier than normal and my laptop is eagerly awaiting the gentle touch of my fingers on its keyboard.  My golf bag smiles knowingly at me every time I pass it on my way to work, somehow sensing that this golf season will be the pendulum swing our relationship needs to get back on track.  And my gazebo seems more inviting than ever.

I have finally come to realize that the change can only begin with me.  If I don’t make time to do the things I love to do, nobody else is going to make that time for me.  I am going to print this post and put it on the wall in my office to remind me that life is not all about work.  Although I enjoy my job, work is a means to an income.  Nothing will ever be as satisfying as writing a paragraph rich in imagery or hitting that perfect drive down the middle of the fairway.

Do you make a point to set aside time for the things you love?

14 thoughts on “Setting aside the time

  1. I do have some time to do the things that I want to do but these are generally at weekends. Weekdays I am slave to the rat race, leaving the flat at 7.15am and not returning till 6.30pm I don’t get a chance to really just relax and get stuck into the things that I would want to do.

  2. Yes, absolutely right! Living to work is a bad way to go, and something I’m committed to never doing again.
    Hope you have a much more relaxing spring and summer than last year.

    Not sure where you pulled the vault pic from, but it looks like the entrance to the dining room for the downtown Bobby Vann’s restaurant. It’s in a basement, built in an old bank vault.

  3. It was impossible (almost) when I was married because I was told to spend all my waking hours with her. Now, I’m chasing a two year old around everyday except for every other weekend. This weekend I will be kid-free, but still have things to do around the house to finish settling in. After that I hope to start getting back into my hobbies and such.

  4. “Life is far to short to spend all of my time making someone else happy and forgetting about my own happiness. ”
    That’s so very true. We need to find our own happiness.

    Not that easy though when we try to balance all the expectations and obligations.

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