Self-reprimand is often the best form of punishment precisely because it is private. I am going to make my most recent one public, though.
It was ten minutes to seven o’clock when I sat down again to work this evening. I thought to myself, “Great, I can check my mail – and the odd forum or two – before I start work at seven”.
What followed was a sense of horror, and then calm realisation.
The horror stems from the fact that I never used to think like that. If I happened to “arrive at work ten minutes early”, I used to be glad that I could get a ten-minute head start! I was never, ever gleeful of the fact that I had an opportunity to waste ten minutes. Why should I be now?
The clock, as we know, is a device which divides the indivisible (time) quite arbitrarily. How many instances of ten minutes have I thrown away as if they mean nothing in the past week, I wonder? Too many, is probably the most accurate answer.
My message to myself (and suggestion to you): Never mind what the time is, get on with it!
Alternatively, “Hurry up, already!”
Allison
That elusive pair of jeans 
reading email and forums is not a waste of time 🙂
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