How amazing was it to have one more hour in your Sunday this past weekend?
Did you remember you were going to be the recipient of this magical gift when you opened your eyes in the morning? Did you roll over and delight that your wish to sleep just a little longer wasn’t going to cost you any lost minutes? Or did you spring for the hardwood in anticipation of how much extra weekend work you could power through?
One day a year I love Daylight Savings Time.
The rest of the year I don’t get it. It seems like a concept that has past its best before date. Surely as our society has transformed from an agriculturally based economy to an app based one, the need to provide farmers with extra daylight in the morning has evaporated. You’ll agree wholeheartedly with me this week, when that demotivating shower of darkness hits you leaving the office. But on Sunday, that extra hour is a coveted treat.
How many times have you said to yourself how great it would be to have an extra hour. Just one more hour. When you’ve slept in. You’re caught in traffic. Prepping for a major presentation. Racing to the airport. The 25 hour day is not just the dream of the procrastinator. Very few of us would turn it down.
I often say the same to myself. Why did I sleep in. Why did I stay up so late watching movies. Why didn’t I come home earlier from that event. There are so many times when you realize you wasted an hour. An hour that probably wasn’t as valued as it should have been until it’s gone.
So how did you spend your extra hour this weekend? Did you do something that made it worthwhile. Or did you waste it.
I wonder what we would do if we were granted an extra hour, every day, for the rest of our lives. Think about that.
Would you sleep longer.
Would you exercise.
Would you work overtime.
Would you read.
Perhaps you would write that book.
Or at least a few letters.
Started those French lessons.
Those cooking classes.
That forgotten wine tasting course.
Finished those piano lessons.
Pick up a guitar.
Visited your parents.
Played with your kids.
Volunteered.
Donated.
Rehabilitated.
Meditated.
Talk with a friend.
Make a few new ones.
Visit with some old.
Cleaned your attic.
Build a shed.
It’s amazing the good for you things that seem so attainable if we had these magical minutes.Yet, you lament that getting going on many of these ideas is just a dream. There never will be time to get fit. To read. To eat well. Sleep better. Live longer.
But that hour is already here. We were given it the day we were born and we will posessss it until the day we die. It’s just that often we squander it. Waste it. Lose it in the never land of good intentions.
But it’s out there. We just have to seize it. Pick it. Protect it. We can take that hour, to do want we dream of. Everyday. Whether it’s chasing a promotion at work, a new personal hobby, or a commitment to others.
One More Hour. It’s here every day. Just don’t wait another year for it to come.