Thirty Minutes a Day

Since last week’s blog about skipping the nightly news, I’ve been giving even more thought to what to do with my “extra” 30 minutes each day.

Frankly, once I started getting organized I realized that a whole bunch of those 30-minute time periods are already booked. That’s the thing about getting organized: for a while it throws your whole world into a tailspin.

First, I came across more than one letter than required a response… which led organizing all of my stationery, thank-you cards and those little half-used books of stamps. Then I found two Christmas gifts that I’d made by hand but not yet sent! (Yes, I realize this is February.) With every little stack of paperwork there was some new assignment: pay that bill, write that note, shred those silly credit card offers. I began to get discouraged, but then reminded myself that there is a finite number of pieces of paper in this apartment of mine – all I have to do is take on a few at a time.

Soon I’ll be happily organized. In fact, without having to search for my keys every morning I’ll have even more free time! People say that “time is money” and I get that concept; I think time is more than money: it’s the space to create our lives.

So, what to do with more time? First, I decided to learn something new. This is not rocket science, I realize, but until yesterday I did not know how to boil an egg. I cook every day but because I was vegan for so many years, eggs weren’t part of the picture. Now that I’m a “recovering vegan,” I bought some eggs and brought them home and realized I did not now how to boil an egg. Thank goodness for the Internet (I was too embarrassed to call my mom and ask for advice on this one!).

I found Cooks.com and voila! there I found a very detailed lesson on how to boil an egg.

Next on my list of 30-minute things to do is organize my craft area (now a craft avalanche). I found some cool organizers at Joann.com.

After all of this organizing, I’m going to treat myself to some “free” time. Maybe I’ll go out for a long walk, catch a movie or meet a friend for coffee. When I get home, instead of turning on the news I’ll take a deep breath and enjoy the fact that I can see my floors again!

Until next time,

Conna