There’s a nifty little book that I turn to often. Honestly, it’s short book and was written in 1908. It upturned the idiom “time is money” for me by forcing me to consider the intrinsic value of time. How to live on 24 hours a day by Arnold Bennett. The supply of time is truly a daily miracle. You wake up in the morning, and lo! your purse is magically filled with twenty-four hours of the unmanufactured tissue of the universe of your life! It is yours. It is the most precious of possessions. A highly singular commodity showered upon you in a manner as singular as the commodity itself! I am, slowly, learning to live on 24 hours a day. This means two things to me: (1) not trying to do two days’ work in one afternoon, and (2) not wasting two days doing an afternoon’s work. I’d generally consider myself a recovering workaholic. I like shiny objects and I’d like them all now. If there’s anything that’s possible to achieve, I’d like to achieve it, and in as short a time as possible. But often “having it all” feels like spinning a plate on your nose while pushing an egg up a hill. You rise each morning like Sisyphus, bright with hope, dragging your boulder of work up the day’s mountain despite being doomed to failure because by 6 pm birds are plucking at your eyes, and your body won’t carry the load you’re trying to lift. Step one to recovery is realizing that you can’t lift everything. Step two is stepping back and asking exactly what you’re trying to lift, and why. Even if you fancy yourself as a productivity ninja, how good are you with managing the minutiae? Take a step back this week and reflect on the number of plates you’re trying to spin. The loads you’re trying to lift. What are you assuming needs to be done that may not need to be? What are the chunkiest things taking up your time? What things leave you drained and affect your productivity? Where are you unintentionally losing time to idle absent-mindedness? How will you spend the miracle of the next 24 hours? Think about it. If you take me up on the challenge, send me an E-Mail and let me know how it went. |