Time is a funny thing.

I recently acquired myself one of those funny things called a relationship, and it raised a few questions for me. After being single for eight months and fully enjoying the freedom of ‘singledom’ I figured a relationship could fit into my world. And as they say these things tend to come at a time when you least expect them, however it did make me think a lot about timing. My last relationship happened when time was something I had a lot of. Nowadays it is an entirely different story. Even as a single person I found myself becoming a bit of a juggler, with my uni course, my job, working on the newspaper and my blog and not to mention trying to have a semblance of a social life time is a precious commodity.  And now I have a boyfriend to factor into my already bursting schedule, and that just sounds beautifully romantic doesn’t it, fitting someone in. Well at least my boyfriend isn’t the traditionally romantic type, I’m sure he’ll survive.

The average student is considered lazy and is more often found in bed than in a lecture, but for a lot of us are not fortunate enough to be able make this a daily occurrence. I’d kill for an extra day in bed every now and then, especially with my distinct lack of ability to put together a regular sleep pattern.

Somehow I still manage to have a social life, which just goes to show that you can fit anything into your schedule if you want it badly enough. So why do we constantly make excuses, we are too busy, too tired and just too plain lazy to fit everything into our day. To be honest we all have the time, but we are master wasters of it. We are procrastinators and excuse makers, and everything can wait until tomorrow; problem is when tomorrow comes around there’s always another one.

When I think about the amount of time I waste lying horizontal in my bed watching endless reruns of Friends and Gilmore Girls I realise that perhaps I am not as busy as I first thought I was. However, we all need some horizontal time and we should never punish ourselves for needing some. I just wish I could have a built in Mum to get me out of my bed after my lazy time is over, then maybe my lazy hour wouldn’t keep turning into a lazy day. It really is far too easy to waste a whole day watching our favourite TV series from the beginning or having a Lord of the Rings marathon that leaves you cross eyed. So maybe we just need to have a little reality check and realise that all those excuses we make are just that, excuses. Particularly when a few days of social reclusion turns even the most talented social butterfly into a social reject. Conversation becomes an impossible feat after the only words you have spoken in a week are to the pizza delivery guy.

Time is a fickle thing, it doesn’t pause for us to appreciate a sunset, and it doesn’t rewind when we want to erase that moment of pure cringe, and it certainly won’t fast forward when we want to get that family gathering out of the way. So, it’s time for us to focus on where the time does go. Therefore maybe I should actually start thinking about listening to my Mum’s advice and focus on the little things. It may be an annoyingly cheesy, over used saying but sometimes I am glad that it exists. It reminds me that my time may feel all used up, and there will be days when all I want to do is lie in bed and not move, and that’s fine. But sometimes I need to make the most of a free moment and enjoy something that I usually let pass me by. I feel so insightful and all that shit, but there we go. We are simply hardwired to live in the fast lane and sometimes we need to take a turn into the slow one, take a step back and rearrange our lives a little.