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Making time has never been more of a problem. Work, school, kids, family, holidays, events… it all eventually adds up sometime in your 30’s and you suddenly realize you have filled all of your available time slots with responsibilities. You start to question how important sleep really is just so you might be able to scratch out a single hour of precious me time. Your life passes by in months now; compared to being 8 years old when a single minute would seem to take forever and the night before Christmas was simply unbearable.

So, now its not just about finding me time. You also have to find we time with your significant other and combine that with Famwe time; the time dedicated to your family as a group. Of course, you enjoy every minute of we time and Famwe time but it doesn’t count towards your daily required me time. Neither does work that you enjoy, school, driving alone on a highway…. no, none of that counts as me time. The only time that counts is time that you and your brain know as dedicated me time.

Dedicated me time is time spent alone doing irresponsible things simply for the sake of providing relaxation, enjoyment, and well needed stress relief. It’s irresponsible in the sense of activities that provide no value, intrinsic or derived… like video games, web surfing, hobbies, drinking beer, and just vegging out in front of the TV. That’s time that matters more than you think, and it’s time that must be taken or you risk losing touch with reality.

Normally this would be an appropriate Rant of the Day for me, but its more of a life lesson and a huge sign that things need to change soon. Sure, it’s a non-topical and relatively personal lame ass blog entry, but hey, it’s cheaper than a therapist.