Laundry is done. It’s time to fold. Everything smells fresh. You feel good about the empty hamper. BUT…then you notice…a clothing article is missing. You already know, the “sock monster” struck again.
You don’t know where the sock monster lives. You don’t know what the sock monster looks like. You don’t know how to make it go away.
In fact, you only know two things about the sock monster.
1) It likes to eat socks.
2) It will never eat BOTH socks, ONLY ONE.
Today, I learned something about the sock monster that I never knew before. He spits out every single sock, and you’ll never guess where…
Right on the ground! Don’t believe me? Go to a public laundry area and watch carefully for one hour. Garunteed you will see socks landing on the floor like autum leaves. When you are on the outside looking in, it’s so obvious you can’t miss it. A sock gets dropped on the floor and then is accidently kicked out of view.
The grand irony here is that socks go awol due to our own feet! Yes, feet! The very thing that socks have sworn to protect and serve.
Socks are like minutes. We have 1,440 minutes each and every day. We feel the abundance. So we get careless and drop a Dickie here and a Hanes there. We lose a neon Nike and a pink Puma. Before we know it, we wonder where all our minutes went. But there is no “minute monster” to blame.
When a sock is lost we simply buy a new set and move on with our lives, but we can’t purchase more minutes. When they’re gone they’re gone. When you are laying snuggly on your death bed there will only be one monster to blame, yourself. Only you can drop minutes on the deck and kick them carelessly by the wayside.
THE CHALLENGE: Manage your minutes. Determine where they go. What monster do you feed? Social media? Pornography? Materialism? Video games? Movies? Remember, none of THESE monsters spit out the minutes they eat.
Finally, think about it, is life really too short, or are we are just too busy to hang on to what we have? Treat your minutes like Dickies and keep them on your feet.