Time Will Tell


Whenever I teach, there is one item I always bring into the room with me. It’s a digital Armitron watch, hot pink (the accent color of my life), that I bought during my hot yoga training. This watch has counted many a half moon, hundreds of standing bows, and has continually fed my type-A tendency to end class not early, not late, but EXACTLY on time. I’m a sentimental gal, and this watch feels like an old reliable friend.

There was only one small problem with my trusted timepiece. It never told the correct time. I spent most of the last 14 months subtracting 58 minutes from the numbers on the screen every time I glanced down.

Oh there are reasons, surely. The watch didn’t come with a manual. It was difficult (though not impossible) to find a manual online, and then I misplaced the link once I had found it. I’d try to reset the time and would figure it out by guesswork, but could never remember the order of the buttons I’d pressed afterward. The watch would get reset itself while being jostled around in my purse. There are reasons.

I didn’t say any of them were good.

One day, I made the effort. I hopped onto Google, I found the instructions, I reset my watch. And the sense of amazement I got looking at those blinking numbers, which said 7:02 – and it was ACTUALLY 7:02- was astonishing. How simple my world had just become.

The next day I walked into my kitchen and realized all three clocks on my appliances said- yep- the totally wrong time. In the burst of energy I seem to require to complete such tasks, I reset all three.

And I thought, “Why do we DO that?” What is it inside of us that would rather let things be hard, but stay the same? Where else am I wasting mental energy every single day, when just a small amount of effort could make my life so much easier?

I don’t know the answer. I suspect it has to do with our enormous capacity as human beings to cope with our given circumstances, and to accept the difficulties in our lives, even the tiniest inconveniences, as normal. When we are faced with truly challenging situations or tough problems, this is a great skill. It’s how we keep going every day, it’s how we survive. But when the problems are insignificant- I laugh to myself and keep asking WHY?

True confession: My boyfriend reset the clocks in my kitchen when we fell back, because 7 days after Daylight Savings kicked in, I still hadn’t gotten around to it.

Truer confession: It seems I’m still living in the past. It’s 11:42 here in the real world, but in the digital world, inside my purse, there is a hot pink watch that smugly reads 12:42.

xxoo, K

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