There is something that’s measuring you every day. It’s something common, yet you’re the main one who sees it as you’re interacting with it. It can be something that moves, or it can be an object that’s always in the same place. It doesn’t interfere with your thoughts or feelings, but it’s always there, measuring you.
This thing started measuring you from the first day you walked into your place of employment, church, friend’s house or favorite spot to have a cold one. It has a way of giving you the comfort you might need for that day and, often, many days.
My object has been part of many of my business and personal experiences up to this day. It also measures all the people who are involved in my life. Mostly businesspeople are measured by it daily. They don’t even know they are being measured. I keep that a secret for myself.
It doesn’t reveal any type of information, but it is always counting to itself to see who will last the longest. It has had many people see it and have conversations around it from events that were not at all important to it.
I will dial in a little closer to my meaning and see if you can start thinking about your own personal object that has been measuring you for maybe a few years — or if you’re like me, for 30-plus years. I see it every day and plow right through it. Sometimes I even ran up it when I was in my 40s.
It measured my dad for 20 years and kept count on him every time he was there at Tidewater’s office. It now measures me every day to see how many more times I will use it and be part of the organization.
My measuring object has always been the set of stairs that lead up to the second floor at work. There are 23 steps from top to bottom. As I use this set of stairs, it tells me, one day I will not use it, just like my dad stopped doing so. I will be just another person who used the stairs to get to point B from point A.
I’m clearly personifying the object in question. Essentially, the set of stairs at my office is measuring each little step I’m taking, up and down. It measures my time, my capability and even my longevity. It has an awareness that we may or may not be tuned in to.
I’m nearing retirement, so maybe this is on my mind more because of it. And if you have retired or moved on to another job location, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
What’s the thing that is always present for you, measuring without saying a word? In the morning, if your object is at work, tell it that if you had a chance to do it all over again, you would choose the same place, employment and coworkers. If not, leave that job after you finish reading this blog.
You will never outrun time.
Susan League says
What is measuring me daily……..constantly? For one, my God in whom I have put all my faith and who has carried me through the last 2 years of tragedy.
What is measuring me daily…….constantly? My need to leave this world a better place before my time here is gone. Giving back. I taught horticulture for UF/IFAS for about 8 years at FCC Coleman. Never have I felt better about achieving anything, especially when I saw the lights in the eyes of these men come on while learning and finding out they have a second chance.