Why does there never seem to be enough time for the things I want to do? I’m not talking about ALL the things I want to do. Just some of them. Maybe even one thing, something as simple as writing here in my LJ. Why does it seem like time is shrinking? As we get older, some things expand (like your waistline!) and other things shrink—like TIME. And not just because when you are fifty there is less time less left in your life than when you were 20. I mean each and every day seems shorter. Not enough time.
I know that’s not really true, and I know a lot of it has to do with CHOICES I make. I choose what to do with my time. Like right now, I can choose to wash the dirty dishes in the sink, or I can choose to put down a few words in my LJ. At the moment I’m choosing the latter.
I feel bad about not keeping up here in my LJ. I think I’ve just gotten out of the habit. But I’m going to try to get back into the habit. So look for me frequently. Even if I’m just making some short, snide off-the-wall comment about life, I’ll be here. At least that’s my intention.
And now that I have my new phone which has a camera, and I’m getting used to using it, I’m hoping to post a lot more pictures. It won’t be anything spectacular, just ordinary stuff, snapshots from my life.
I took some pictures today and I’d like to share them here, but I’m too tired to get up and find the camera and download the pictures and edit them and add them into this post. Maybe tomorrow. After all, right now I’ve got a sinkful of dishes calling to me.
Tomorrow is a visit to the vet, and the furniture store to try to straighten out the mess we had with our recent delivery of furniture. And then of course the usual laundry and shopping and cooking and if I’m lucky enough to have any time left at all, I’d also like to get some paperwork filed, and maybe finish the book I’ve been reading for the last three or four months.
Right now dishes. Then The Avengers #4, meeting Captain America for the first time. And then it’s the best night of the week for sleeping.
Zzzzzz….
missed you
Chris, I am so glad your back. Not feeling well I don’t get on the computer often, but when I do I always look for you. If you think time fly’s now wait till you are in your 70’s.OUCH!. Mom
Re: missed you
It’s good to be missed. I miss everyone too. I figure this LJ is one way to stay in touch a little better, so I’m going to try to keep up here more frequently. Sorry to hear you are not feeling well. Let me know how your next dr. visit goes.
Love,
Chrissy
>>>I mean each and every day seems shorter. Not enough time.
I know that’s not really true, <<<
Actually, I believe astrophysicists recently announced a discovery that time is moving faster. Which means that a day does, in fact, pass quicker now than it did, when we were kids.
Perhaps it’s only a milli-milli-milli-second, but it’s still noticeable.
Russ