Time is going by too fast.
I make myself fit into my projects rather doggedly when I know I would
be a better person if I relaxed. Books
get shelved, dishes done, the house picked up, and more book things dealt with.
Food. Those
grilled pork chops were glorious. The
chunky apple sauce delightful. I cheered
myself on as I didn’t eat it all. Today
I am dusted out….covered with dust to which I am allergic. Frozen something for dinner tonight. Less imagination than last night’s delicious
dinner. The food is sitting well with my
dear G, and that’s all that matters.
Time. The
appointment book fills and I smile at it. Laka calls to tell me that she has eye surgery
scheduled. Wonderful news. The 30th of next month. She clearly lays it all out dollar by dollar
and eye by eye. No more night
driving. I don’t try to talk over her. That’s such a great failing of mine. Because I don’t, she calls.
Progress despite time.
You do keep busy. So much to do, so little time ... remaining.
ReplyDeleteYou are being Zen about your crowded calendar. Mine is so busy as well...at least three things a week and sometimes four, LOL. Mostly medical appointments to make sure I am healthy. Hubby on the other hand is beginning to get antzy as rainy weather and nothing to do drive him bananas. He always manages to find something, though.
ReplyDeleteYou are a good soul Mage. May you dust many more seasons!
ReplyDeleteI love this post, Mage. It really speaks to me. I'll be preparing some barbecue tomorrow too and hope I don't overindulge. I wish there were more hours in a day.
ReplyDeleteSo true. I have several ongoing commitments each week and then there's stuff, always stuff. I admire your organizing skills, mine are lax :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you for the critique as I have not taken any classes and really should or at least get a book on writing poetry. I never thought about how the capitals break up the thought and you are correct...brave of you to say so.
ReplyDeleteprogress indeed
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