Did you know there are only 72 days until Christmas?
I know right?
What has happened to the year?
Come to think of it, what happened to the weekend?
I don’t think I’m coping with just how quickly time seems to get away from me right now. I wake up each morning with grand plans for the day and then the day just goes. I haven’t quite worked out exactly where it goes though. I haven’t done a blog post in two days.
Well on Saturday morning, I slept in a little and then turned on the computer to work on my backlog of emails (yeh, still plugging away) and write my post when the Garden Gnome reminded me that we had to do our grocery shopping before his V8 racing was on tv that afternoon.
Silly me. How could I have forgotten it was Bathurst weekend?
So it was off to the shops to get groceries and a few pool essentials for when the grandchildren come over and then it was back home.
Rather than being on the computer I decided to have a nanna nap (because I can) and then spent the remainder of the day sewing.
There went Saturday!
Yesterday, I got up super early in order to do the laundry, read emails and edit the maternity photos I took the other day before we had to head out to take the GG to our friend’s place where the men planned on spending the day glued to the television with beers in hand and passing judgement on the race at Bathurst.
I had forgotten just how time consuming mass photo editing is and before I knew it, it was time to leave. Luckily the editing was done and photos burned to CD to take with me to drop off at the First Born’s home.
Mr almost-four turned Four yesterday so after depositing the Garden Gnome in the capable hands of our friends, the Tween and I dropped in on the First Born and the grandkids to find chaos reigning.
The children had been up before their mother and helped themselves to breakfast. There were coco pops on the floor and someone had been into the Nutella and left the spoon still in it. Mr Four (with a face full of chocolate) denied doing it.
The young lady (whose tummy photos I took the other day) arrived a short while later with her husband and son in tow announcing to us all that she was in labour.
Leaving the First Born, the grandchildren, the men and labouring lady to watch movies and enjoy themselves we went back to check on the GG before the ladies all headed out to have lunch and do a spot of shopping at Spotlight. When we returned we sat around having a cup of tea with our children (22, 16 and tween) and discussing the known and unknown in the world whilst the men cheered and yelled at the television screen in the next room.
(On a good news note, the winner of this year’s race went to the Tween’s high school here and was actually taught by the one of the men yelling at the tv).
And then the day was over!
Where had the time gone.
Today, I woke with grand plans to get the housework done and finish some sewing however the Tween reminded me that the school concert band were doing a workshop and concert at another school today and could I drop her off? After a phone call with a friend, it was decided she would take the girls and I would go to the concert later this afternoon and pick up the Tween afterwards so that I could get the housework done.
So here I am mid morning and what I have I achieved?
Well, two loads of laundry are on the line and the dishwasher has been put through a cycle but not much else.
Unless you count editing some photos……..
Where does the time go?
Is it because I’m getting old that it seems to fly that much quicker?
Why are there always so many things to do?
And why are there so many questions?
I was reflecting on some of the questions I’ve heard over the past couple of days this morning whilst pegging out the washing. Here is but a small sampling:
“Ma, can you read me a story”?
“What’s for dinner”?
“Mum, can you mend some clothes for me”?
“Are you hungry”?
“Where will we go for lunch”?
“Mum, can I have……”?
“Do you think they sell pumpkin head masks here”?
“What should I buy for (the GG)”?
“Do you think it’ll rain today”?
“Have you got a spare baby shower invitation”?
“Does your formal uniform need ironing”?
“Do you ever wonder what cows think”?
At least I can answer most of these (well apart from the one about the cows) but can someone answer me “Where does the time go”?