What Time Is It?

These were words never spoken during a recent vacation shared with my husband - a vacation away from clocks, schedules, things that had to be done and at a certain time.  It was freeing, liberating.  Time took on new meaning and was meaningless.  We responded only to our desires of the moment.  When we were sleepy, we slept; when we were hungry we ate, when we were well-rested, we awoke; when we wanted more ice cream, we got more ice cream. What more could we ask for in a vacation?

Sure, our activities followed a more or less conventionally-timed day.  Coffee was consumed in the morning, but coupled with a fantastic view of the river, boaters, kayakers, and fisherman, as well as a good book (about organizing, of course!) it lasted as long as we wanted it to last.  There was nothing we needed to do and nowhere we needed to go that caused us to keep watch over our watches.  Sitting at the ocean's edge or lounging by the pool were about the most important things going on and were interrupted by nothing jolting us out of our seats because it was time...

So, it got me to thinking.  Are we managing time or is time managing us? Time management receives it's fair share of publicity; apps and tools and tricks to help us keep track of time abound.  The clock continues to tick, time continues to roll by, minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days - you know all to well how it goes.  How do we spend the currency of time?  How does time spend us? 

Most of us may say that we lead pretty busy lives and don't have enough time in the day to get it all done.  Meetings, appointments, family and social obligations are delivered to us in pre-determined blocks of time which we are compelled to meet.  It's not always a bad thing.  But in this fast-paced, pressed-for-time world, not having to consider how much time was needed to do this or that, nor caring, was a luxury worth it's weight in gold.

Alas, vacation is over and back to work we go.  What time is it?