Is It Time Yet?

Time is a tricky thing, you know?

We all know that it flies when you’re having fun, and stands still when you have those moments of fear or tedium. But it does keep going on.

I admit, I have not been keeping myself on the strictest or most efficient time schedule these days. My sleeping patterns are way off, I’ve been eating random things at random times – for example, I just had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and am defrosting some chicken – and self-care has definitely fallen by the wayside. On Friday, I went to the gym for the first time in a few weeks and although I didn’t feel gross or sick afterwards, I definitely felt weaker. I’ve actually missed any exercise for the last few days, other than worrying, because of my dissertation proposal, which I turned in at 2:00 this morning, and my immense stack of grading, which I should probably be doing now instead of typing this blog and pretending like I have more time.

But anyway, real talk. It just seems like time is never on one’s side. I know that I’m not the only person who has grading and work pile up at the end of the semester. Yet there is this feeling of an avalanche that’s either falling or about to fall, right on the edge. Or something like that. And it seems like my time is just measured in increments of activities, deadlines, and due dates, and then…well, I don’t know exactly what, but if I don’t find some employment past June, I guess I’ll find out, and then maybe I’ll look back with fondness on times like this when I can’t even stay on the same train of thought because I’ve got so much going on in my mind.

And it’s only Monday. Three days of grading, teaching, and meetings are ahead of me, followed by a relatively free Friday, then a busy Saturday, proctoring an exam in the morning and doing Salsa Saturday at night. Then, next week is my dissertation proposal defense…I can’t even think about that right now…and then I can at least attempt to shape the rest of my time, at least for the summer…

How do you deal with time?

7 thoughts on “Is It Time Yet?

  1. You remind me of a story. Two elderly gentlemen, sitting on a park bench in lower Manhattan, are discussing Einstein. One says, “and so what Einstein said is that time is relative. Should a beautiful girl be sitting on your lap for an hour it will seem like just a few minutes but should you dump a cup of hot coffee in your lap, a second will seem an eternity.” The other man looks at him for a couple of beats and asks, “and from this Einstein makes a living?”

  2. I agree with you. Time seems to be on a fast track when one is occupied. There needs to be a balance in everything we do knowing that time waits for no one.

  3. I know what you mean about sleeping schedules being up the putt. Lately I feel as though my whole time schedule is out of kilter. Good luck with all the grading and papers. You’ll get there.

  4. When we go home to New Zealand from the Netherlands and we have to adjust to a 12 hour time difference. The flights schedule means we almost always arrive around lunch time (local time New Zealand), we always have the idea that we will try hard to stay up as long as we can, have a super early night and sleep through until the next day to “try” and have a normal (local) day as quickly as possible.

    In practice though, we start to struggle at 3.00 p.m. and by 4.00p.m. we are all asleep, then about 3.00a.m. everyone is awake and starving hungry. Fortunately there is a large 24hr supermarket close to where we stay, which explains how over the years we have surprised the shop staff when we arrive with babies / toddlers / smaller, then larger kids to grocery shop in the middle of the night.

    We then go back to our accommodation and cook a large meal, and then have the intention to stay up all day, but rarely can.
    Even though we can get our sleep pattern “fairly” quickly onto the new schedule(from 2nd day), our stomachs always take longer (always at least 3 days). It also depends on if we are heading from summer to winter or visa versa and if we are going 12 hours forwards or 12 hours back. On a few trips we acclimatized in 3-4 days, often it takes me a week.

    Apparently the rule is one day to fully adjust for every 1 hour time difference, so on that scale we are doing really well. It beats me how people can travel for instance for a conference on the other side of the world, land, have a full schedule, function normally and then fly back… How on earth do they manage to not fall asleep in the middle of their conference work???

    Yes, Time also seems to be long and short at the same time: It’s Monday and I have a Dr appointment on Friday, I have to write a summary on how my pain has been since my medication changes… I have all week right?
    Each day I feel I am not up to writing anything, I still have a heap of time… then all of a sudden it’s 2 hours before we have to leave for the appointment and I’m frantically trying to remember everything I needed to write. We arrive with a paragraph of messy thoughts and in the car on the way home, and in the wee hours of that night I remember everything I forgot to add. Stupidly I’ve had to write these summaries more than once and it’s always the same. The week is always long and then it disappears.

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