They say time flies when you’re having fun. It’s true. Time does fly when you’re having fun. It also flies when you’re not having fun. And when you’re getting one more year older. And when you’re remembering how things used to be so many years ago. The only time it doesn’t fly is when you’re waiting for something to come…like your tax return check…or your period that’s been late for a day or two already.
It seems to me like it was just June. Maybe July. Possibly August. But not November…when did it become November?
I know it was just October. I enjoyed it very much. But the Halloween decorations are down, and it’s too soon to decorate for Christmas, so that must mean its November.
The clocks went back an hour this morning, and I spent all morning thinking it was two hours earlier because somehow my cell phone tower thought I was in the central time zone. Not that it mattered all that much. Mike and I had no plans for the day and no pressure to make any. We have all week to get to our “to do list”…and starting tomorrow, we will not rest until we check everything off the list.
As for tonight?
A nice fire, and an old movie. It is a pretty cold November.
Until the next time…I’ll be pulling out the extra blankets and watching for snow!