Wednesday, August 5, 2009

How Many Hours Do You Need In A Day?

It's no secret, and to some degree or another, all of us are guilty of it. Sometimes it's of our own accord, other times it's out of our control. Sometimes we crave it, sometimes we loath it, sometimes in it's absence...we're at a loss of what to do. But the fact of the matter is....is that 'it' is a major factor in the lives of Americans, and in the lives of people in other countries as well. What am I talking about you ask? Business.

Now I'm just not talking about the regular day to day business, i.e like your regular work schedule and morning routine. I'm talking about the so-busy-you-can't-sit-down-for-one-second-and-you're-always-running-from-one-place-to-another kind of busy. I've never understood those kinds of people. How they can stretch themselves so thin being involved in so many haphazard activities strung throughout their day like incessant potholes in the road. From my somewhat perhaps biased point of view, when people - children and adults - get involved in so many activities like that it seems like they can't even enjoy the summer God gave us. They're always preoccupied with their schedules, doing this, running there, coming back from something, picking someone up...before you know it summer's gone and you're left standing there wondering where the heck it went.

The reason this particular blog post came up in the first place was because my parents have recently started a business with Melaleuca, an online wellness company, and are trying to call people they know to sign up with them and buy the products. Almost every single person hedged when they tried to set up a presentation as their called, asking instead if they could simply view the website or catalog, saying they were simply too busy to even carve an hour out of their day to learn about an amazing company with healthy products.

You may think that's biased too, because after all, I want my parents to succeed in their business, and you'd be right, it is endlessly frustrating. But what's even more frustrating is when people are so busy they can't find the time, or patience to learn about things that are good for them. Or things that could make their life easier for that matter. The image that always comes to my mind are the parents who enroll their children in every summer league sport there is. Now again I am biased because, quite frankly, I am in no way a sports person, but I don't see the point of parents carting their kids from one game to another, watching them play, running off to another one, or running home. Granted if the kids like sports, I say kudos to them, but in the same breath I can't see how someone can enjoy their summer when it's packed full of activities, sports, groups, leagues and everything in between. My summer has always been invariably uncluttered, filled with work four hours Monday through Friday, and a slew of leisure activities like writing, biking, listening to music, going down to the beach, friends...the kinds of things that summer was intentioned for in the first place. From my point of view, warm weather months are fleeting enough in Wisconsin, never mind in Sheboygan, I simply can't wrap my mind around packing those precious months full with so many schedules and such you'd think you were in school already.

The same goes for adults too, referring back to the paragraph about my parents calling people they knew...as well as people my age as well. Since graduating high school the only way I've been able to get in touch with my best friend is by texting. She never seems to be home, always running off to somewhere and such. Now granted she has her own life, but again I can't see how someone can have so many things packed into a day like trying to fit too many books on a bookshelf, until that day strains at the edges and threads begin to snap.

My life has always been uncluttered. That's not to say that I don't have a lot to do. Last semester during my English class I had to write a brobdingnagian amount of papers and was constantly researching, typing, editing, proofing...you know the routine. But through it all, and while studying for my Math class nonetheless, I still found ways to seek out a moment of respite amidst the tumult, as well as finding solstice amongst my business. I found the latter because that business, so to speak, was stuff I didn't mind doing. Albeit each was challenging, I enjoyed writing the papers for my English class. I see so many people these days bogged down by their own business, burdened by it almost as if they curmudgeonly put it on like a leaden rain coat every day, thinking they have no choice. In my beliefs, it's no problem if people have busy lives, and for some that's their nature and they thrive in such environments, but when you start feeling all those packed-tight schedules way down on you like a black storm cloud, then you're no longer running your life...it's running you.

Too many Americans have let their schedules take the helm in their lives, steering them towards uncharted waters where the water is black and choppy, and every day greets them like a gray, soddenly overcast sky. Business is only acceptable and healthy if you enjoy yourself amongst it and still have time to stop and take in the fleeting summer that is already half over. Ironic how summer is meant to be a kick back and relax time of the year, but so many people crank up the volume on their lives, piling in this and that, signing up for this, running off to that. Why? Sure summer sports are a chance to meet new friends, hang out with old ones and play the sports you love. But who says you have to sign up for more than one? And who says you have to watch the entire summer slip through your fingers, and good opportunities as well, just because you couldn't stop and catch your breath, too caught up in the incessantly spinning wheel of life to realize you were no longer in control of your life.

In closing, while writing this, as what usually happens, two songs relating to the topic of this blog post came to mind. One was Days Go By by Keith Urban, and another was I'm In A Hurry (And Don't Know Why) by Alabama. To excerpt a few lyrics from each song.
Keith Urban:
I'm changing lanes. Talking on the phone, and driving way too fast. The interstates jammed with gunner's like me afraid of coming in last. Somewhere in the race we run, we're coming undone...and days go by, and the cars go by. It's all we've been given, you better start living right now, 'cause day go by. We think about tomorrow then it slips away. We talk about forever but we've only got today.
Alabama:
I'm a hurry to get things done. I rush and rush until life's no fun. All I've really got to do is live and die. But I'm a hurry and don't know why. I hear a voice that says I'm running behind. Better pick up my pace. It's a race and there isn't no room for someone in second place.

I think these songs speak for themselves. For some people, maybe the fast pace of American life is just a rip tide current they get sucked into and can't find the lifeguard rope thrown to them. For others they've intentionally buried themselves within their schedules, whether finding comfort in them, or simply having the mindset that they somehow have to have their children, or themselves, involved in every little thing because it's what everyone else is doing...or some other inexplicable reason.

Whatever the reason, I am bound and determined to never become that type of person. Perhaps it's my fierce writing personality and ways of thinking, always looking at the world around me, observing, studying, thinking...etc. Sure I like to have things to do to span at least a part of my day, but I couldn't see having a monotonously grinding schedule day in and day out. I know as I get older and obtain a career it will invariably dominate my life, but even then, I undoubtedly know, I won't become one of those people that Keith Urban and Alabama describe in their songs. If you find yourself in that position, take a moment to sit down and listen to the lyrics and reflect on how they mirror your own life, and what that means. Also, while you're at it, enjoy the rest of your summer. Whether you live in Wisconsin or not, it won't last much longer!

1 comment:

  1. well said. :)

    I don't understand those people and the ones who ruin their weekends. Bill Cosby said it in one of his shows: people are so happy that the weekend has arrived, and how do they celebrate it? they drink at bars until the cows come home, only to return on Monday with a headache and saying "Boy, what a weekend!"
    it's very ironic. we love vacations so we can do ANYTHING but relax. what's the point in calling it a vacation then?

    I'd rather be too lazy than too busy, because then I'd know my limits.

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