“You have about 45 minutes remaining. Use your time wisely.”
Does anybody else remember doing the standardized tests and having your teachers say this to the class? I always loved it because that was my cue to start skipping questions that I didn’t know the answers to, so that I could come back to them if I had the time. It was my heads up that it was time to focus on just the important stuff.
That’s how I feel about naps. As I’m writing this, Fiona is sleeping (I think because we’re cutting out all screen time today), and she’ll probably sleep for another 45 minutes or so.
I have choices about what I can do with this time. I can do nothing. I can amble aimlessly about the Internet or I could clean my bathrooms or I could focus on the things that actually matter. I can pick an art project and work on it. I can write. I can call a friend. I can do something just for me.
Strange isn’t it, how random lines from our childhoods echo after us?
“You have 45 minutes. Use your time wisely.” I think I need to apply this to her awake time too…
(14 hours later)
… so my bathrooms still haven’t been scrubbed, but we built a robot. It seemed like a wiser use of our time.