I have a certain understanding of time in that I value it quite a bit. I forget who said it, but I love the quote, “time wasted doing something you enjoy is not time wasted.”
Few things anger me as much as wasting my time. I haven’t had a relaxing stay at home weekend since the summer started. Actually a few weeks before summer started. But I’m thankful that every weekend has been a ton of fun even if it’s been busy.
But this weekend was trash. My mother in law puts in a facade surprise birthday party for my sister in law…a birthday we celebrated two weeks before….only for my mother in law to use it as an excuse to invite her friends over. Wasted my damn time. It was forced social torture. But I’m just too damn old to care about what people think of me. I’ll be the bad guy. I went through life never needing you and I can’t imagine a scenario where I would need you. I already have all the friends and family I need.
Then this morning my wife wanted to go to church. We’ve discussed wanting to be more consistent with it. But she threw me a curve this morning. She doesn’t want to go to her old church cuz she doesn’t feel comfortable. She wants to go to this one church that I can’t stand. Supposedly the head pastor is a great preacher. I would never know because every time I visit, he’s not there and it’s some trash amateur preaching a sermon not even fit for a 5 year old. Devoid of cohesion. Full of irrelevant points and tangents. Monotone. He also lied by saying he’d be brief. Not even close.
As I mentioned earlier, few things boil my blood like wasting my time. One thing that does boil my blood worse is wasting my time at church. Sacrificing time that I could enjoy in my bed, catching up on some shows, reading, whatever. I took time out if my life for a purpose. To be deified. Uplifted. Helped. For me to spend 2 hours of my life in a situation that wastes my time is one thing. Wasting my time hoping for something beneficial only to leave empty is worse.
So I’m angry. My wife is probably angry at me too because I jetted out of there pretty much immediately. Maybe she’s embarrassed or something. I don’t know. I don’t care. Should’ve known better than to drag to me into two situations back to back that were colossal wastes of time.
When a typically grateful person is unhappy, you know something is wrong.