My last post was about using your own relationships to decrease the manipulative effects of the market for items that could easily be borrowed. Today I got to thinking about how it is commonly said (in my circle of friends at least) that we are slaves to the things we own, and I realized that the time spent cleaning up, cleaning around, getting mad about losing, and working towards buying could be spent doing something productive. However that's not the whole picture-- the time spent using many products that we take advantage of to the exclusion of the people in our lives can turn us into that strange cat-lady the lives across the street.
Don't become this woman
But that's not the real point here is it? What this is all dancing around is that attachement to things is so intrusive, and at the same time so subtle, that it takes somebody pointing it out for the world to realize it. Here I am at 11:00 pm blogging about how our we need to spend more time building community, while my pregnant wife is asleep in bed. . . alone! In that respect, I am not saying that I'm perfect, far from it; I am merely saying that revalations are easier to see as important as they are encountered along the journey of life, not at the end-- when you've presumably figured it all out (unless you're cat-lady).
Time spent using
Indulge me a little. . .
There are 24 hours in a day. Figure nowadays with 6 of those being taken up by sleep (reference here) that leaves 18. Working and commuting for about 10 hours every day (maybe you want to include lunch with that?), then coming hope, that leaves 8 more hours. 1 or 2 for getting ready, and another 2 for "in-betweens"- those lost hours when you wonder "where did the day go?" leaves. . . 4 hours. That's 4 hours left in your day!!!
Just in case you missed this, here it is in math-ese:
24 <--- the number of hours in a day (duh)
-6 <--- the average amount of sleep a working person gets
18
-10 <--- your workday + commute
08
- 2 <--- getting yourself ready for the day
6
- 2 <--- the "where'd my day go" factor
4 <--- the amount of time you vegetate in front of something shiny.
That 4 hours leftover is a part time job! That's the garden you've been missing, the romantic walks you've been wanting, time enough to cook and clean up after yourself, and *certainly* time enough to get to know somebody that you live next to.
Wrapping up
I would like to get some hard facts on just how much waste we produce, not just materially, but also wasted time; that time you spent on WoW could have been spent on learning a marketable skill, a better hobby, or. . . meeting a girl. A real one this time. In part that is what this blog is about: bringing into the reader's awareness the opportunities that abound around the regular person.
She will won't show her guitar-hero without at least dinner and a movie first