It occurred to me this week that I have somewhere around 2,000-2,500 weeks left in my life assuming I remain healthy and am not a victim of an accident. That thought has been gnawing at me since.
We all are already accustomed to thinking about our life in years. Thinking about it as a count of days does not instill the same sense of existential angst because of the significantly larger denominator when calculating percentage of life. With weeks we end up with a number that we can visualize and relate to.
If you have $2,000 to your name then you are acutely aware of every dollar you spend. The less you have the more important each one is.
Right now I am thinking about my time the same way. How am I going to spend this week? After it I will only have 1,999 left. I need to use each one wisely as I am not getting any more of them.
(With my kids I sometimes think in terms of Christmases which really makes left feel short. I only have nine left until my oldest son goes to college.)