PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: I presume you have a reason for returning, Potter. What is it you need?
HARRY: Time. As much as you can give me.
Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 2
Based on the Book by J.K. Rowling
We are on day 170 of 15 days to slow the spread.
That’s all we need, right? Time?
If we had the time, we could vanquish dark lords and save the magical kingdom, only to grow up and be a very young looking 40-year-old wizard.
It’s funny, or perhaps it isn’t that I talked yesterday about the busyness of September and the almost sudden feeling of too much to do.
It’s not funny that this came just after a week at the beach. Yes, I know, one more reference. Last week the biggest decision was whether I wanted my seafood boiled or fried.
Like I’ve said, it was also a time for sorting out priorities.
I got mine sorted out. I’m having a little trouble this week sorting out the priorities of others.
You keep using that word urgent, I’m not sure that it means what you think it means.
So, I’m multitasking, making lists (which, of course, I’m checking twice), and trying to fit everything in to the
calendar.
I don’t have time to help you search for Horcruxes.
Truth is, life isn’t that much more busy than normal. It’s just that normal isn’t what it used to be and the past 47 years of house arrest have been at a much slower pace.
Suddenly it’s September and people around you are thinking, and overthinking, things that really aren’t that urgent or important.
With the flip of a calendar page, we’re back in crisis mode.
I’m just not going to let it rattle me this time.
I have my list of things that I need to do.
I also have a list of things that are no longer on that to do list.
We all have the same twenty-four hours in a day to work with. What we do with that, and how we manage it, is up to us.
We’re not getting out of this house arrest any time soon. So, we all have to work together.
We’re cranky because schools are reopening and everyone is tense and confused.
We’re cranky because there’s unrest in the streets and, regardless of your political affiliation, our overlords are buffoons.
We’re cranky because we can’t just go out and hang out with friends.
There’s so much we can’t control that what we do with our time becomes that much more important.
I value my time. I value your time.
That’s why I’m not writing any more today.
It’s the weekend. Monday is a holiday.
Get ready.
Pumpkin spice is coming.
Yes, time is such a valuable commodity. I recently lost my father (May 3) to complications from Alzheimers/dementia/congestive heart failure. Truly, not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and wish for more time with him before the ravages of cognitive impairment took hold. But I also treasure the time I had with him, being his helper and his memory (my mom was the true warrior in this battle – greatest testimony to their love). Your Jim Croce video at the end reminded me of the preciousness of time and not to squander it.
Oh Catherine, I’m just now seeing this. I’m so sorry for your loss. Yes, time with loved ones is precious. I’ll be praying for peace and comfort.