That's the theme of my next tattoo. "Time is Money" is a lesson I have been learning acutely this year. My time is being compressed all around me. This may be the way I have to express it.
My tattoo's have been a topic of many conversations by my in laws as of late. I'm not complaining I'm just noticing. My in laws just don't understand my motivations for being heavily tattooed. Well to tell the truth, I don't fully understand my own motivation for being heavily tattooed. They swear I need to lie on some psychiatrists couch. In fact I agree with them.
I digress, since Time is Money, to manage your time is the same as managing money. This can also hold true to things that are worth more than money, such as time with family. The more time I spend running after money the less time I have with my family. Getting older makes me realize that the basics that can't be bought are more important than any amount of money, like time with family.
I'm still learning to balance full time work, freelance work, business ventures and family and something has to give. No matter how much money I can make with my face buried in a computer for hours on end, churning out software, websites and graphics, it just doesn't mean as much as being able to make dinner for my wife and show up to every pre natal visit.
Wait, hold up. Don't you need money?
Well Yea, but . . .
But What? Your tattoo artist wants every penny.
Damn.
Many of the people who I come in contact with who are movers and shakers, make great sacrifices for their greatness many times these sacrifices are shattered marriages, interpersonal relationships and bodies. In actuality I rarely envy all of their money, that pound of flesh is too expensive.
Its a tricky balancing act and this tattoo won't change a damn thing, but it'll remind me to think about if I'm using my time as effectively as possible whenever I look at it, and I guess that will mean a little something.
Excuse my ramble.
Flash by Dan Sinnes featured in Tattoo Life no. 54.
