The day is winding down. (deep sigh) It is nearly time to leave our home office and prepare for bed. At the end of every day, I feel wiped out. Not necessarily from all that I have accomplished, but usually because there is still so much left to do.
I wish there were 36 hours in every day, 10 days in every week, 32 days in every month, 384 days a year. Who came up with these ridiculous time constraints anyway? Nature lives by the seasons, the rotations of the earth, the re-positioning of its poles. But, that wouldn’t give me more time, would it? Nooooo.
Every Friday hits me like a jolt. Geez, where did the week go!? Although Danny and I often work through the weekends, we cannot get caught up. If time would just stand still for a month, I would be very happy.
I know that there are millions of people out there who think time is crawling by – I used to be one of them. Where did those lazy, boring days go? It’s all relative. Time does not change; it plods along, regardless of people and how it affects them. And, we cannot get time back. We can only go forward and try to better utilize and savor the minutes and hours in our path. Each day is a new day and there is only tomorrow. A future of tomorrows to tease and test us.