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Time has been a weird thing this past week.  Sleep patterns and free time are disheveled, interrupted with a mental to-do list.  Productive time is unfocused and laborious.  The bright spot is the fact that I haven’t had to think about the day job.  Mom went into the hospital last Tuesday and everything has been centered around her and her care.  I don’t mean for that to sound like an imposition, because it’s a priority I’m glad to work around.  But time…time is so turned around.

It’s during events like this that I realize I’m much more routine-oriented than I think.  The interesting thing about that is when I compare my life with others mine seems to be so much more free-floating.  But even with so much flexibility I have I still have my routines; I hope I’ll be able to get back into them this week so time once again is measured by hours and minutes rather than by darkness and light.  I want to be able to tell someone what day of the week it is, and more heroically the precise date on the calendar.

Mom is doing well and I’ll be back to work this week.  She’ll still be a priority as I’ll be available to help with anything she and Dad need and will be spending some time with them when I normally wouldn’t if she hadn’t had surgery.  But time will become more clear.  I’ll get back to my sleeping routine, my work routine and my home keeping routine.  That thought is somewhat comforting.

On the other hand, a timeless life might be a good thing if I got used to it.  To eat when I’m hungry rather than at specific times of the day.  To sleep when I’m tired and to wake without an alarm telling me I have to.  I could cook and clean into the night if I wanted to.  I could work on my crafty business with no constraints.  Perhaps my life will be more like that after I retire from the day job.

But still, some routine is good.  It’s grounding and provides some discipline to do the things that must be done.

At this point I can’t really say if I’d prefer a timeless life or a routine-oriented life.  Maybe something in between.  Don’t make me decide right now.  Right now I’m just living in the moment, even though I’m not really sure what time of day or night that moment is.

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White Space/Dead Space

When I was a sophomore in high school I acted as the editor of the sophomore section of the high school year book.  I learned a lot about layouts, copy, photos, etc., but the thing I remember most was the dreaded white space ~ those terrible blanks on the page when the photos and text aren’t laid out properly.

When I got my own apartment, and later when I moved into a house, I learned about dead space.  Much like white space, dead space is a blank area in a room, devoid of any furniture or other decor.  Dead space is also a term that can be used when trying to fill a box, suitcase, or cupboard.  It’s the holes of emptiness that make for very inefficient storage.

I was thinking about white space and dead space as I was trying to fall asleep last night.  I was so tired, yet I couldn’t quite reach the blissful state of slumber.  I kept thinking of all the things I could do instead of just laying there trying to sleep, but I was too tired to get up and do anything.  Those are the nights I call my white space or dead space nights.  Holes and blanks in the continuum of time that I can’t seem to fill with productivity or sleep. 

It drives me crazy as it seems like such a waste.  How inefficient!  

When laying out a yearbook or decorating a house filling in the white/dead spaces just takes some trial and error. Trying to fill in white/dead spaces in time is quite another thing. Time keeps moving. If you leave a hole in it that hole will be there forever, never coming back to give you a second chance to fill it.

How are you filling in your white space?

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