Saturday, May 14, 2016

On Wasting Time

Pia Savage wrote an article on her blog at Psychology Today about how much smarter she has become as she matured. She set 40 as her bench mark for actually figuring out what it was all about.

The story she told rang true with me...why? Well, it seems the more I write about aging the more I like what I have discovered about myself. I continue to grow smarter, wiser and even a little funnier. On the down side I have never gotten over being messy in the places you cannot see. That is who I am.

Every group pictures is followed by a silly picture that is a
mess of faces and poses.
I love that picture best of all.
I have figured out what my strengths and weaknesses are and even what my disabilities might be. Knowing that I am what I am has forced me to actually deal with those disabilities.

I am a person that really, really likes the bottom line. Being forced to read the instructions, go through a sales pitch or even sit through a sermon at church is actually painful for me. I do not make a choice to be the way I am. I simply am.

Wasting my time is not a good thing but because I am a creative and flighty kind of person, I am also disorganized. That mean that I waste a lot of time looking for my glasses and searching for the cell phone.

On the up side, the fact that I don't care that much about being organized in places I cannot see lets me do things like toss the silverware into the drawer without sorting it. I only sort what goes into that drawer. I have a knife drawer and all sharp things are tossed in that drawer.

I have stopped folding clothes that are not seen. Pajamas, undergarments etc. are washed, sorted (kinda) and put in the drawer. Why would I fold something that does not matter. Honestly, who cares if the socks are a little mismatched...that is trendy right?

On the other side of the coin, I sort my spices alphabetically. I have wasted too much time sorting through spices to not take the time to do that. But, because spices come in odd shapes and sizes, my spice drawer looks like a mess. When my mother was alive she came to visit and rearranged that drawer so it looked much was not a good thing and she was very sorry she didn't see my design.

It is hard for my family to see why I do what I do. When I cook a family meal and other's do the dishes I find them stacked neatly on the counter. They know that finding where things actually go might be a problem. My logic escapes them.

My husband moved my silverware to the other side of the kitchen when he retired...he didn't see my reasoning. I wasted a lot of time opening the silverware drawer to only find mismatched kitchen tools.

I am a puzzle to myself. I cannot stand a crooked picture. I have a cupboard full of serving dishes that is so neat that I am taken back everytime I open it. I am very particular about my pantry...barware and small appliances in the top half with food in the bottom half.

But, since I am older I am learning everyday that being a puzzle is a part of my life. What I want I want and the way I do things is my own. Wasting my time is just who I am.

However, I do find that the silverware drawer really is better sorted. It is progress I think.

Now if I could learn to keep my thoughts to myself! But that is another blog post.

Do you waste your time?



  1. Thanks for the mention.
    My dryer has a dewrinkle cycle--it's incredible.
    I keep cutlery and plates etc very organized because it's hard not to
    I think even the most organized people have their Dracula side!

    1. I hadn't thought about that...maybe I am a split personality? Yikes! :)

  2. Oh, I sure do waste my time. Even now, older and wiser, I still feel guilty at times. But then I think deeper. Is taking pictures for my blog time wasting? Or just thinking? All these moments become a part of me. Except organizing drawers. That is a waste of time for me.

    1. Now if I would just close those drawers all the way, my life would be almost perfect!

  3. I leave clean dishes on the counter too. It's too important to my husband to have everything exactly in place. In the kitchen. Everywhere else, he doesn't give a fig.

  4. Love this post! I believe "nothing" is a waste of time, simply because we are living.

    1. I'm with you. I get up in the morning with the single purpose of spending my day "wastin time". I love it.


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