An actual thought I had today at work:
And done! Now, is there anything else I have to start or have done in the next two minutes, or can I finally go pee? Wait... have I actually taken on so much and are being pulled in so many directions that I have to figure out how to squeeze in time to answer the call of nature? OK, time to reevaluate. If only I had time to reevaluate.
If I ruled Lichtenstein, there would be 30 hours in every day. First of all, who came up with the idea that one day is 24 hours? Not a number that makes sense, like 20 or 25, but 24. Really? Yet, the dynamics of a single day could stay the same - eight hours of work (but this eight hours would include a person's commute, so if your commute is an hour, you'd only have to work for seven hours), eight hours of sleep, and 14 hours of whatever else you wanted to do.
After you take care of all the blah things like chores and errands, with that extra six hours in the day you could focus on catching up on the TV episodes from two months ago taking over your TiVo space, take a class to do something you love or have always wanted to learn how to do, play more games and sports, enjoy time with friends, or spend actual quality time with the family at home.
There's more to life than work. I need to either learn this or find out how to actually implement this rule. But I don't have time to ponder this now - I gotta log off 'cause I really have to pee.
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