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I Don't Have Time Is a Lie (Open Your Screen Time Report)

Part of the series Month One: 31 Days of Hunting Down Every Excuse You Have Ever Made

You had time to scroll last night. You had time to rewatch a show you have already seen twice. The book's Day 2 page says it in one line: you do not have a time problem, you have a priority problem wearing a schedule as a costume. Nobody schedules the things that matter. They schedule the things that are easy to say yes to, then act surprised when the year is gone. The hours exist. They always existed. They are being spent on things that do not build you, and the proof is on your phone.

The test that ends the argument

Open the screen-time report. Write down the number. That is the mission on Day 2 and it is the only argument the time excuse cannot survive, because it is not an opinion. Most people find three to five hours a day, which is fifteen to thirty hours a week, which is a part-time job's worth of time that was described, the day before, as nonexistent. The number does not need interpreting. It needs looking at, once, honestly, and then the phrase I don't have time becomes a lie you can hear yourself telling.

Step The F*ck Up, Day 12: tomorrow is where dreams go to die
an actual page from the book. no stock photos on this blog.

Tomorrow is the most crowded place on earth

The time excuse has a partner, and the book gives it Day 12: tomorrow. Everything you have ever postponed lives there, stacked to the ceiling, waiting for a version of you that never shows up. There is no tomorrow-you with more energy. Tomorrow-you is this you, one day more tired, with one more excuse in the file, and you have already run that experiment hundreds of times and know the result by heart. The mission is to list three things currently sitting in tomorrow and do one of them today, which is the only day that has ever existed.

What to do with the hours once you can see them

Not everything. One thing. The book's method across the whole year is small and daily, and the time excuse is beaten the same way: ten minutes, taken from the scroll, given to the thing that matters, at the same time each day. The hour you find is not for a new life; it is for the first ten minutes of one, repeated, because the year is made of days and the days are made of the hour you stopped pretending you did not have.

Where this sits

The time excuse is the second one the book kills, on the second day of Month One, and it stays dead for the rest of the year because the screen-time number is written in the book in ink. Why you make excuses is the pattern; procrastination is the same lie in a different costume; the morning routine is where the found hour usually goes. One page a day, two minutes, for a year: that is the whole time budget of a certain book that starts by proving you have it.

Step The F*ck Up book cover

Step The F*ck Up

365 days of no-bullsh*t motivation. One page, one mission, two minutes. Miss never twice.

Is not having time a real excuse?

Rarely. The screen-time report on most phones shows three to five hours a day; the time exists and is being spent on things that do not build you. The book calls it a priority problem wearing a schedule as a costume.

How do I find time for my goals?

Take ten minutes from the scroll, at the same time each day, and give it to one thing. The year is made of days and the days are made of the hour you stopped pretending you did not have.

written by the author, at the kitchen table, after work.