Yesterday as I was turning into my complex I glanced to my right and watched the car that was behind me zoom pass. They were going kinda fast and had been tailing me a little closely so I wondered where they were rushing to.
I understand being in a hurry. It seems like every time I go out of the door I’m rushing to take the kids to school, to an appointment, to a party or something. And if that’s not it then I’m rushing myself to the doctor or meeting or lunch or whatever. It can get tiring and it can be really aggravating. When did everything become so hurried?
I think of that aggravation every.single.time I drive through my complex because of the stupid speed bumps. There were two bumps that you could drive around and, for some reason, “management” decided to extend those so you can’t even avoid those. Although I understand they don’t want cars speeding through the parking lot; it is aggravating because they are ruining my undercarriage. Before I moved here a year ago my car didn’t make a squeaking, cricking sound going over a bump – now it does. It really bothers me when I’m in a hurry because they’re slowing me down and tearing up my van.
Sometimes I wish for a time when things were a bit slower. When I couldn’t be reached at any given moment, when there was less to do… There was no need to check my email (it didn’t exist!), visit Facebook or see who’s tweeting what. I didn’t get instant news on my mobile phone, Wii or laptop. And my children weren’t coming home to tell me about yet another website they need to visit because some teacher/student/friend told them about it. That’s getting so bad that they actually need their own computer.
Wait, I digressed a little… I’ve been thinking of slowing down a lot. No, that’s not actually true. I’ve been thinking about getting away – taking a break. All this rushing around is annoying me to a level that I don’t even want to deal with anymore. Some of the conveniences and pleasures of life are just the things that are making me – and many others – want to take so many breaks, vacations and experience changes of scenery. I know I do. I can’t wait until my next getaway…
Away from those damn speed bumps. Even within my speed bump complaints they made me realize the importance of just taking a moment to breath, slow down and not get all torn up.
Have you been rushing around lately? What do you wish you had more time to do?