… and fruit flies like an apple.
But seriously folks.
I still haven’t gotten around to taking it to a jeweller. Largely because each time I do, they complain about the rust and build-up over the back flap. (Apparently my skin does not agree with metals.)
So I have been going without a watch for a few days now.
And boy is it liberating!
I still have my clock on my computer, so I don’t miss appointments at work, and I have my alarm clock to help me get up in the morning.
But other than that, I am not wearing anything. So when I go to church, I don’t need to keep looking at my arm to see how long the sermon was. I know it will end when the preacher is done. When I go to a party, I don’t have to look at my watch to see if it is getting late, I stay until I feel ready to go.
It’s amazing how much time we spend clock watching, instead of just doing stuff.
How much time we spend worrying about whether we are having fun, instead of just having fun.
So I might just leave the battery a little longer. I haven’t needed it yet.