Timing is .....
This time of year it's supposed to be all about new beginnings and fresh starts and making the most of the new page in our book and dreaming bigger and making the right choices and working out more regularly and eating better after the silly season indulgence and saving money and putting our heads down and getting back into work mode and planning for the year ahead. And, yes, ideally all these things are happening simultaneously, in harmony and prioritised accordingly. Frankly, it sounds like a lot of hard work, but that's life. Life is hard work. Sometimes. Sometimes especially if your timing is off.
This week, a percentage of Australian iPhone consumers and Optus bill payers were subjected to a suspected glitch in the matrix labeled 'the great curse of the modern network age' - extra time. Time that was no doubt then spent on the network itself to determine what the problem was, gauging how many other people were affected, how soon it would be fixed, what the real consequences of their day were, and to see if something that actually happened to them became a #trending topic. It was - and now their timing was off.
That's the thing about time. It heals all wounds, it is of the essence, there's no time like the present and yet we always seem to be running out of it. We're in an epidemic of trying to stop the ravages of time on our bodies with surgery, striving to design ways to buy back time with technology, and now in 2015 we're living in the penultimate year of Back to the Future-ness and yet we're still hoverboard-less. It sounds to me like 'daylight saving', when taken literally, is the way to put real hours in the bank, save them for a rainy day, and get to do what you really want to do with your time.
(SIGH) This, of course, is a really long way around to saying, right now, I have a lot of time on my hands. (AHHH - 'hands' are on a clock - time is EVERYwhere!!) One of the favourite things I have ever heard another human being say is, 'it's all swings and roundabouts'. This was, of course, offered in a discussion about relationships. And I say 'of course', because romantic comedies have ruined me for life and somehow that topic seems to take up a lot of my time. But, you guessed it - that's for another time...
So, swings and roundabouts. What goes around, comes around. You take a little on the nose now, and the reward is in the pudding. Or some such thing. And that's all about timing.
I actually have, if it's not too bold a thing for me to declare (clearly it is, but, look out, I'm doing it anyway - no time like the present...I digress) is that I have excellent timing. Wait. You're probably reading that wrong. What I meant to have you read was excellent comic timing. Which is lucky, because everything else going on right now seems like a bit of a joke. To someone. With an lousy sense of humour. And probably too much time on their hands. But my real-life timing has been off since probably around 1999. That's right - last century (just).
In order to take up the final moments of your time (and in case you skimmed to the bottom of this page to save time), I leave you to continue being very busy and important (as am I) with a couple of things (that shouldn't take up too much more of your precious time):
Time is of the (vanilla) essence.
There's no time like the (birthday) present.
And lastly - a over simplified thought for the day:
Life can be summarised as just having the ability to show up on time. The rest appears to be organised chaos, and a lot of Googling to see if you're doing it right. And, if there happens to be another glitch in the matrix and you find that you have an extra hour in your day, do try to get that hoverboard situation under control.
It's time.
(refer to the top of this post)... Everything
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