The concept of spare time has become relevant to my interests lately. After a [very] long stint of unemployment, I’ve secured a job which I am really enjoying so far. Where I used to have full days of spare time, doing whatever chores needed doing throughout the day at my leisure, I now have a certain number of hours before I drop Spencer off at my mom’s and go to work.
It used to be that I would waste my spare time. I would sit in a diner, smoking cigarettes and drinking bottomless cups of coffee. I would click aimlessly on the computer. I would mindlessly doodle in my notebook. But my definition of “wasting” time has changed. I wasn’t wasting time then. I was having meaningful conversations with my friends in that diner. I was using that computer to learn outside of the scope of my school curriculum. I was taking advantage of a moment of creativity in my notebook.
Now? I clean. I’m not complaining… I enjoy cleaning, these days. Between being a mom and a wife, two titles I adore owning, my spare time is well spent and never a waste.
What do you do with your “spare” time? How do you define wasting time? Is there such a thing as wasting time? Can I vacuum your house? I’m not kidding.
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