Time Keeps on Slipping, Slipping, Slipping...
The more time I seem to have the more time I seem to loose. I can't be the only one who feels this way. It is as if reality is evaporating faster than last night's dream. Where is all this free time going?
Today, for Trusty Tuesday I was going to hike Mollie's trail and beyond, my good ole dependable hike. The sun was shining, the temps were mild, and most of the snow has disappeared - for now. Before I knew it, darkness and bedtime set in and I hadn't even stepped one foot outside.
I didn't procrastinate. I was quite busy actually. But, not busy doing what I had planned to do. If only I could have rearranged the days making it Foody Friday instead of Trusty Tuesday, since I spent the day cooking.
That's the last thing I need to be doing. That dress I ordered is not going to fit if I don't get out of the kitchen. I started with breakfast. The normal farm fresh eggs and potatoes. Usually I add sautéed veggies but I was out. It's a Whole30 breakfast. But then I realized the guys were out of bread and so are the stores. So I made bread. That takes several hours. So while the dough was doing its thing, I prepped supper - enchiladas for the guys and GF quesadilla for me. In-between all that I did dishes and laundry. Before I knew it, the day was over.
As I am writing this, I just glanced around my desk area thinking of something to say and staring back at me from above my computer is my daily schedule taped to the wall. Hmmm! I posted a while back about my chore list. It's still there on the wall. Maybe if I had actually referred to it today I would not have lost so much time.
I really didn't know where this post was going to start or end until I sat down. I don't script my blog other than the recent addition of quirky title for the days of the week. But I may change that if I feel too trapped. I like to just let the writing happen and see where it takes me. It is in itself an adventure.
Today's take away: If you feel like you are in a Steve Miller's song and all your free time is slipping into the future, maybe ending each day with a trusty list of what you would like to accomplish for the next day.
Emily