Time is all Relative, right?

"I will be late, but if you can just wait I will make it eventually."

--Excerpt from "The Next Ten Minutes" from The Last Five Years

Much to my father's chagrin, I am constantly late. (Sorry, Dad.) Usually I'm only about 5 to 10 (to 45) minutes late, but it's still something I'm constantly trying to improve. And constantly failing to improve.

I am an equal-opportunity late-comer, though, so please don't be offended if I happen to be late to your party/class/wedding. It isn't intentional at all. The whole concept of time just disappears for me when I'm trying to get ready to go somewhere. "It's 6:45. I'll start brushing my hair now, as I simultaneously watch a movie and practice the piano. It's 8:00?! How does this happen?"

So, it was no surprise to anyone, most likely, when my roomie and I walked into church a couple of minutes late. One of the Bishopric was standing on the pulpit, welcoming everyone to church. "I just want to welcome all of you," he said. And then he added, "I especially want to welcome those of you who were on time, or even early."

*Sigh* Nothing makes you feel like a bigger jerk than walking in late when someone at the pulpit is not-so-subtly chastising late-comers.

Oh well. As I see it, this whole time concept is just important for us mortals. So, when we all die and go to Heaven, it won't matter. Right? I just have an eternal perspective. That's it.

I bet you feel guilty now for chastising Miss Eternal Perspective, don't you? HAH!

I best be off. I don't want to be late to dinner at my parents' house.....