Gift of time or money. Which one?

As I sat at work today counting down the hours until I get to go home, my mind filled with all the other stuff in my life that I could be doing if not out earning a living.

And a thought crossed my mind. If I could have either a million dollars or 6 more hours magically added to my day, which would I choose?

I’ve never been one to be drawn to money, or at least I hope I come off looking like that. Don’t get me wrong, money is very important. Without it my life would be much harder as I try to feed and clothe my kids, plus a whole lot of other terrible stuff. So my initial gut reaction said to take the time, not the money.

I then thought about the “magically added to my day” part. Is that just 6 lonely hours where no one but me exists in the world? Of course I wouldn’t want to work those hours and certainly wouldn’t miss if my boss went missing during my extra hours of gifted bliss. But it did give me pause.

For example, I just moved my dear mother-in-law into a retirement home this month. She is now (thankfully) closer to me. She is a VERY lonely woman. If she had taken the 6 extra hours deal she would just have 6 more hours of being lonely. Maybe she’d nap? I’m not really sure. Perhaps the extra 6 hours would be good in the beginning of my life, but not so good as I age.

Of course, right now if I had 6 more hours my house would be spotless and I’d spend more time writing my books. That does sound appealing.

And then a thought occurred to me. I think I’d have to choose the million dollars and look greedy for once. A million dollars would mean I wouldn’t have to work. That would give me back my 8 hour workday (plus drive time) which would be almost 9 hours a day back when I need it the most.

Money. Who would have thought that would be the better option. :-\