Friday, December 18, 2015

I don't have time to write this post (Alissa Grosso)

I was going to sit down and come up with some really riveting and fascinating blog post on this month's "time" topic, but then ironically enough I ran out of time. It's been a busy week here. It's the holidays, yes, and this week is sort of like Christmas Part 1 for me with my parents up visiting this week and holiday events with them and friends. Also, I would be lying if I told you I didn't spent the first part of this week scrambling to get Christmas shopping done and those homemade gifts completed.

Proof that I'm busy: this photo was taken just a couple of hours before I wrote this, while spending some precious time with my boyfriend and my parents. Also, this has nothing to do with anything, but I would like to point out that I turned 40 a week ago, and got carded no less than three times tonight!


Really, the lack of time issue began for me just before Thanksgiving, when one night a drunk driver decided to plow into my parked car, destroying it. It sucked big time, and I was sad to have to say goodbye to my trusted automobile friend, but probably the worst part was that for two plus weeks getting stuff straightened out with the insurance company and trying to find a new vehicle occupied the better part of my time. It wasn't like I was lounging around eating bonbons before the night I got woken up by the crash - the driver also managed to take out three of the posts on our front porch. In fact, I was pretty busy before all this happened.

Bidding my trusty car farewell. From this angle, she looks pretty much perfect. I mean, the car, I'm not that vain. But hey, did I mention I got carded three times? 


The whole car totalling incident, meant I kind of had to drop everything and deal with that huge headache, and the good news is that things did get straightened out with the insurance companies. I was compensated for the loss of my vehicle, and I managed to find a new-to-me set of wheels that was more or less reasonably priced. As for those lost two weeks, there's no way I'll ever be compensated for that time.

That's the funny thing about time. It's a precious commodity, and its value isn't always recognized in traditional means. Plus, it isn't something that's easy to replace. When you lose two weeks sorting out a mess caused by someone else's stupidity (sorry, but I'm still bitter about the whole incident) it's not like Geico can somehow hand you two extra weeks to make up for it.

I guess, in that way time is something of a great equalizer. It's finite, and it does't matter how rich or how poor you are. We all only have so much of it. Sure, the rich can afford to have more leisure time, and money can buy you the staff you need to complete menial tasks so that you have more time for the things you really want to be doing, but you can never actually buy more time.

That's why it's a good reason to use your time wisely, to appreciate the time you get to spend with friends and loved ones. I'm glad that the drunk driver accident that threw my life into chaos occurred while I was peacefully sleeping in my bed and not actually in my car. Had it gone down differently, I might not be here to write this post. I might have been robbed of much more than two weeks.

So, I'm going to close this blog post here, so I can spend some time visiting with my parents, and being thankful that I have the time to do so.

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