Do you ever get the feeling that time is your enemy? That the clock is an evil force? I feel like that often. I find myself wishing for more hours in the day to get everything in that needs to be done, and more hours in the night to rest, recharge, and maybe spend a few minutes with the boys. No matter the day, there's not enough time. I'm always looking at the clock on the wall at work, or on my computer desktop, or at the time on the cell phone, or at the watch on my wrist. I feel imprisoned by the hands...as the moments tick by my life is passing and I'm missing it.

This year, I vow to control my time instead of letting time control me. I have stopped wearing my watch, which is a huge feat. I feel almost naked without it. I rearranged my desk in my office so that I can't see the big clock in the reception area. I still have my alarm clock at home, because I have to be able to wake up on time, but hopefully biology will take over soon and my natural alarm clock can wake me. As tired as I find myself most days, I can't trust my body that much...I'd sleep until 10 if I was allowed to do so. ;)

I wonder if I'm the only one who feels this way. Hopefully not. I don't think I'm crazy, at least not completely. ;)