Like many people in this fast-paced world, it
seems that I always have too much to do and not
enough time to do it. I've been looking for ways
to save time so I searched "save time" on the
Internet. It was a big waste of you-know-what.
Oh, there are a zillion links that tell us why
we need to keep a to-do list and how to rank our
tasks. Heck, I do keep a to-do list. The problem
is that it's longer at the end of the day than
it was at the start. Then I add another “to-do”
list and so it goes.
For years my Dad would tell me, "Barb, Time
marches on. Take time to smell the roses." I
tried. Dad passed away some years ago, but I
still hear his words in my head. Alas, I'm still
working on the smell-the-roses dictum.
Part of my problem is that I love my work
managing our charter fleet, boating school and
yacht brokerage in Cape Coral. I also love
working around the house, even pulling weeds or
dust-sweeping up those ubiquitous dog and cat
After more than 30 years in business and
marriage and I still haven’t gotten to the
bottom of that nagging to-do list.
I wag my finger and
preach to people to make time to go cruising.
But, I confess to you, brothers and sisters that
I have failed to live by the gospel of
relaxation myself. I confess that my work ethic
alter ego has sometimes planted a not-kindly
thought in my mind:
How come they get to
go on a cruise and I have to work?
Mea Culpa. I know,
what I have to do is learn from my customers.
They know how to manage their time rather than
the other way around. They learned how to reward
themselves for jobs well done rather than weigh
themselves down with blame for jobs undone.
Dad was right. Time marches on. It can't give us
more of itself. It flows regularly and
inescapably forward. There is no turning back
the clock or the calendar. Time and tide wait
for no man. Nor this woman.
So I am hereby making some mid-course
One is I am going to let my to-do list get
longer and from now on, in my mind, longer is
better. I'll sleep at night knowing that it's
all written down.
Another correction is rather than blame myself
for jobs not done; I'll congratulate myself for
doing important jobs well.
And the last is that I will now add fun things
to the list just to, you know, smell the roses.