- running around Green Lake with a girlfriend from Library Land
- visiting and drinking coffee with the same friend
- drinking tea and playing Boggle with Trent
- brunching at Cafe Flora for a beloved childhood friend's baby shower (the biscuits and gravy were delicious, as was the cinnamon roll, though not quite tasty enough to end up on my list)
- visiting with the baby shower ladies at the nail salon
- sweeping
- power napping (okay, the nap might not be considered productive - but I don't know how I would have gotten through the rest of the day without it)
- dining on a decadent steak dinner at my dear college friends' house, where I spent much of the evening singing, spinning and tossing (and catching) their three year-old daughter in the air
Consequently, I am exhausted this morning - but definitely in a good way. With so much active time yesterday, I find myself in need of reflection today before I launch full steam ahead into another fun spread of activities. And as I sat, drinking my morning cup of tea, that old Otis Redding song wended its way through my mind:
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time
Now I don't know about you, but watching the tide is exactly the kind of time-wasting activity that I'd like to indulge in more often. In fact, I want to waste more time:
- sitting still in the morning and writing for the fun of it
- people watching at Green Lake
- gossiping with friends over a hot cup of tea
- strumming the same songs on my electric guitar over and over again - I'm sure the world never gets enough of my repertoire of Beetles and Bangles music
- dreaming new schemes
- listening to records in Dan and Jana's living room
- hula hooping in my own living room as I look out the window
- reading with only enjoyment on the agenda
- enjoying Bananagrams victory over Trent at Hiroki
I want to quit wasting time:
- waiting for someone else to post a life-changing blog article (yes, I spend a little too much time reading minimalist blogs, where the reader is encouraged to quit working and find their passion)
- worrying, even about things I can control
- lurking on Facebook
- complaining about my commute
Last night after dinner, Kim and I were discussing Lent and whether or not we were giving up anything this year. It seems like such an artificial construct that I typically don't. If changing a small piece of your life is so empowering and meaningful, why go back to your old (presumably less healthy) habit after 40 days is up? But, I do believe it can be a jumping-off point for change, just like the New Year. So this year, starting just a bit before the Lenten season, I will waste both more and less time to see where it leads me.
How will you waste your time?