I know that today has had no more time in it, that our lives are a continuum until they end, but the hour change shows just how enslaved I am to the way it is marked in minutes. As always, I have got good value out of my "extra" hour, using it multiple times and employing it again right now to justify an early night. I find the way I feel about the entire weekend is impacted, luxuriating in what is actually a fictitious addition, as no more time is actually created, its just how we label it.
In a vaguely similar vein, I have also noticed this weekend how my attitude to my green waste removal has altered now that I pay directly for it. When I paid for it out of my council tax, I didn't give much attention as to whether I filled the green bin or not. Then a separate paying system was introduced and as money was tight I did without for 12 months. This year I paid an annual subscription and have changed my behaviour so that every fortnight I make sure there's plenty in it. I wonder how long before the novelty wears off along with the insistence of value for money and I go back to sporadic use ?
Our minds are fascinating!
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