January 3, 2014 by Katia
How horrifyingly awkward would it be if I were to start philosophizing here on the meaning of time, right? I dunno, but lucky you, you’re about to find out!
“What a funny watch!’ she remarked. ‘It tells the day of the month, and doesn’t tell
what o’clock it is!’
‘Why should it?’ muttered the Hatter. ‘Does YOUR watch tell you what year it is?’
‘Of course not,’ Alice replied very readily: ‘but that’s because it stays the same year for such a long time together.’
‘Which is just the case with MINE,’ said the Hatter.”
(Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll)
Are you ready for a big un-AHA moment?
Time is subjective. DUUUUH. We all know that. None of that linear O’Clock BS. Well, that’s not exactly accurate. The linear O’Clock BS is just one of the many different kinds of time that wrap themselves around us. I remember that time when still on mat leave with One Year Old I all of a sudden I had thirty whole minutes of alone time when my lovely neighbour, Shawna, relieved me of mommy duties and I hammered out a post which I was extremely happy with. And then there were those countless times since said baby started daycare that I had the house all to myself for hours and I didn’t. And then there are these times that you spend with your kids at home during the holidays, viruses and Toronto power outages and it’s all rainbows and unicorns and snot kamikazes* until someone(s) stop sleeping and it turns into one extremely long day. Or sand grains or however you’re subjectively inclined to measure your time O’Clocks.
And that time that you have, which is so unpredictable and elastic and springy as it is is now split between mommying, wifing (of the non wifi kind) and wifing (of the wifi kind). But aren’t you also mommying when you’re wifing of the wifi kind? Because isn’t your blog just as demanding as your most demanding child? We nurture it and nurse it by writingcommentingsharing, when we put it to sleep our internal monitor is still totally switched on and we listen and when we’re all awake we proudly observe and collect its milestones, don’t we?
My blogging goal for 2014 is to create separate O’Clocks for my different kids. As loved as IAMTHEMILK is, I will create separate time for it and will not allow it to intrude when I’m with the other two. They are much too precious.
I love my sanity assassins, Four Year Old, One Year Old and IAMTHEMILK. I also love my sanity restorers Thirty Seven Year Old, parental figures, friends and Alone Time. My blogging fantasy is to have some alone O’Clock with just me and my bloggy friends. Sometime in July, probably. And there might be a little conference involved.
- Snot kamikaze – a brilliant term coined to describe One Year Old by the ultra-brilliant Jean, AKA Mama Schmama, whom I very much hope to meet for a crapfun party in my room, oh sometime in July.
This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post on the topic: My Blogging Goals – 2014.
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