{"id":20,"date":"2005-04-25T08:26:00","date_gmt":"2005-04-25T16:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yuriar.com\/wp\/?p=17"},"modified":"2005-04-25T08:26:00","modified_gmt":"2005-04-25T16:26:00","slug":"the-thief-of-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/2005\/04\/25\/the-thief-of-time\/","title":{"rendered":"the thief of time"},"content":{"rendered":"
Every night I wonder, where did today go? Seems it all goes by so fast! I wake up in the morning, and before I know it, it\u2019s bedtime again\u2026 Last night I started thinking\u2026 what is stealing my days away from me? What is it that is causing my days to fly by without my notice? Then God sent his breezes my way and I realized\u2026It\u2019s not the housework, goodness knows I don\u2019t get near what I want to get done done in the house every day. It\u2019s not the TV, although I do spend my evenings in front of it. TV is my way of unwinding from the day. I watch my favorite shows at night to slow my thoughts and get ready for bed. It\u2019s not the kids, every night I feel bad for not spending more of my time with them. Besides, I wouldn\u2019t consider my time \u201cstolen\u201d if it were spent with the kids or my dh. Afterall, these are the people I love, time spent with them is not wasted, even if I get nothing else done. My time thief is not even the computer, though I spend a lot of time in my email and my digi-scrapping. One by one I eliminated the suspects until I was left with only one\u2026<\/p>\n

It\u2019s me! I am the thief! I let myself get sidetracked a million times a day in many different ways. When oh when will I learn to use a timer! When I do use it, my timer does keep me from getting sidetracked. I can also use it to make sure the kids know, I can play with them until the timer beeps, then I need to go do something else until the timer beeps, then I can play with them again\u2026 FLYlady taught me this, but it just hasn\u2019t sunk in yet!<\/p>\n

Starting today I resolve to use my timer, and appoint certain times for certain tasks. *S<\/strong>* I\u2019ll try to let you know how I do.<\/p>\n

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under the heaven \u2013<\/p>\n

A time to give birth, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted.<\/p>\n

A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to tear down, and a time to build up.<\/p>\n

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.<\/p>\n

A time to throw stones, and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing.<\/p>\n

A time to search, and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep, and a time to throw away.<\/p>\n

A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together; A time to be silent, and a time to speak.<\/p>\n

A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace.<\/p>\n

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Ecclesiastes 3:1-8<\/p>\n

** Wow! After typing out that verse, I see a few more things in there to comment on. A time to keep, and a time to throw away \u2013 FLYlady teaches this with her de-clutter missions. She teaches me to evaluate everything with the question, \u201cDo I love this?\u201d if the answer is no, get rid of it! Also, A time for War and a time for peace\u2026 wow\u2026 heavy thoughts right now with all that is going on in the world. I personally fully believe we have the right president for the job now. And even though it means my own hubby may wind up in the danger zone again, we need to fight this war on terror\u2026 if anything to create a safer world for the little guy (ds3mos) currently sleeping in my lap.<\/p>\n

*** Now see\u2026. There I go again! Getting distracted and proving the point of today\u2019s essay! I am my own thief of time! Off to set my timer, and get to work today! *S<\/strong>*<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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