November 11, 2009
No matter how many times I click the buttons on my stopwatch, it won’t actually stop time. I really wish it would, too. I’ve been so busy lately that I feel like my life is running away from me. My “To Do” list just seems to grow and grow, no matter how many things I get done. Months are starting to flash by like hours. It seems like only yesterday I was getting the lawn mower gassed up for the first mow of Spring; now, I’m planning to get the outdoor Christmas decorations put up. It’s a wild, wild life. I guess I have no choice but to keep punching the buttons on this damn stopwatch till it finally cuts me some slack and slams on the brakes for good ol’ time with a capital “T.” At which time, I can finally get caught up on that long list of tasks hanging over me like a sword of Damocles or a black velvet Elvis Presley painting in a heavy gilt frame. See you soon!
