When I was 1 year old, I learned how not to pee in my pants.

When I was 5, I could say when I was hungry or thirsty, and I learned how to eat with a spoon and fork, even though it takes an hour to finish a meal. I had a lot of time on my hands.

When I was 15, I discovered video games and played all day until my mom scolds at me at 3am. I had a lot of time on my hands.

When I was 20, I thought I knew what I wanted. Almost finished with my degree. Eager to conquer come what may, though still seen as a child by many. I had some time on my hands.

When I was 30, I knew a little more than when I was 20. Got a little wiser, smarter, more experienced. I knew the career path that I wanted long term. I had little time on my hands.

Every time I got a little older, I was also a little more mature, a little less silly, and moved a step to be a little more responsible.  I also had less and less time on my hands.

I find aging interesting. 

As a society we try so hard not to show that we’re aging. We pretend, we cover up, we have surgery, we primp, we lie about our ages..

But sometimes we forget that growing old means getting a little smarter, wiser, more experienced… often wealthier too.

I find the whole charade silly.

Look at my grandparents. Died at 99 and 100. They look great, fulfilled, full of love, happy, content. 

Now in my 40s, I likely make fewer mistakes, make bigger decisions that affect not only me but my wife and 5 kids. Maybe got a little more respectable too. I have a lot more time on my hands than I used to. I work around 17 hours/week…have for the past ~10 years.

With hiring virtual assistants, I got time back. Freed it up to spend doing things I thought I won’t have time to do anymore- vacation, spending time with kids, travel, and so on.

Time freedom is amazing.  Simply by delegating your day-to-day business to skilled yet affordable VAs. And my first advice is to post that hiring ad on www.onlinejobs.ph today and watch the applications roll in.

Here’s to aging, with time on your hands.