I used to work 50 to 70 hours per week and it was not unusual for me to put in time on the weekends. That pace was a grind, but I was young and had the energy and stamina to put in the hours and still recover on a day’s rest. As I got older, I made myself become more efficient and reduced it to 40 to 50 hours, avoiding working on the weekend. These hours tended to be focused and could be rather intense, still taking their toll. By Friday, I was pretty much spent. If I was an Iphone, I’d probably have less than one percent charge left. Despite the long week, I still made it a habit of waking up at 6 am on the weekends. Friends and family wondered why I never slept in to catch up on my rest. The answer was simple: I needed these days to last as long as humanly possible. By noon, I’d already be up a full 6 hours. By midnight, 18 hours. You can squeeze a lot of stuff in 18 hours. Had I slept in, lunch would be a stones throw away and in a blink of an eye, it was nighttime. Rising early and squeezing every ounce of downtime gave me a sense of satisfaction. It was my way of trying to stop time. Well, maybe delay it at the very least. Having more time meant more opportunities to be happy.
In 1994, Hootie & the Blowfish came out with Cracked Rear View. Darius Rucker’s tone really made the music. Yeah, their songs were good, but without his voice, I don’t think they would have been as big of a hit. One of the album’s tracks, Time, reminds us how precious time is.
For Hootie & the Blowfish, “Time” holds immense significance, and the lyrics came from Darius Rucker’s own experiences. The band wrote the song to commemorate their drummer Soni Sonefeld’s mother, who passed away from cancer. She was a teacher who taught Rucker and had an enormous impact on his life.
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Once you reach the age where there are less years ahead than behind, there is a better appreciation of time. I’m keeping this close to mind while I craft the next season of my career. It’s a work in progress and evolving. I haven’t quite figured it out yet, but I’m going to give it just a little more time.
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Time, why you punish me? Like a wave crashing into the shore You wash away my dreams Time, why you walk away? Like a friend with somewhere to go You left me crying Can you teach me about tomorrow And all the pain and sorrow Running free? 'Cause tomorrow's just another day And I don't believe in time Time, I don't understand Children killing in the street Dying for the color of a rag Time, take their red and blue Wash them in the ocean, make them clean Maybe their mothers won't cry tonight Can you teach me about tomorrow And all the pain and sorrow Running free? But tomorrow's just another day And I don't believe in Time is wasting Time is walking You ain't no friend of mine I don't know where I'm goin' I think I'm out of my mind Thinking about time If I die tomorrow, yeah Just lay me down to sleep Time is wasting Time is walking You ain't no friend of mine I don't know where I'm goin' I think I'm out of my mind Thinking about time Time, you left me standing there Like a tree growing all alone The wind just stripped me bare, stripped me bare Time, the past has come and gone The future's far away Now only lasts for one second, one second Can you teach me about tomorrow And all the pain and sorrow Running free? 'Cause tomorrow's just another day And I don't believe in time Time, you ain't no friend of mine I don't know where I'm goin' I think I'm outta my mind Walkin', wastin' you ain't no friend of mine I don't know where I'm goin' oh no, no, no Time without courage And power without faith Is just wasted, wasted, wasted time
Time, why you punish me?
You sound like a “driven” type…energizer bunny. I am the exact opposite. I remember my paternal grandmother telling me that, as a baby, once fed & diaper changed, I went right back to sleep. No fussing. Even that young, I could have cared less about what was going on around me.
I spent my working years half asleep, wondering if I had been born in the wrong time zone. I am definitely more of a 2nd shift type, working half a day & half a night. Unfortunately, there weren’t many 2nd shift jobs growing up, unless I wanted industrial production. So, I wandered through 1st shift jobs, struggling to stay awake.
Ten years ago, I managed to snatch a cool 2nd shift IT job but, the contract was short term. I wish I was still there.
I wish I had your energy & drive. I was born a sleepy head and not much has changed. 🥱😴
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I was consumed with climbing the corporate ladder. In hindsight, I think I should have looked for more balance. I’ve slowly moved in that direction, but probably need to even more.
I see the positives of a second shift. Maybe in this “new normal”, there might be more opportunities since working from home opens up more choices. And by the way… energy and drive ain’t cracked up to be the best all of the time. I’m learning you have to find the best fit for you – everyone is unique and different.
Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Much appreciated
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I think waking up early is a good habit. I do it too. Right now, my hubs is sleeping the day away and probs won’t wake up until after noon, and I’ve been up since six. It’s a disparity that we’ve been working on since we got married. ^_^
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Everybody is built differently! I’m sure he feels well rested and awesome when he wakes up. That’s great, too!
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He’s definitely a night owl! He goes to bed around 2-3 in the morning, which is why he sleeps so late. We tried to sync our sleeping habits early on to disastrous results. Now I just wait for him to wake up and fill my time as I wish while waiting. ^_^
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Love me some Darius Rucker!!
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He’s pretty awesome!
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