Where does the time go as you get older, why does it go so fast? I get up each day with all good intentions and a very long list of things to do, but I always run out of time. When I was a child the days went on forever, waiting for Birthdays and Christmas seemed like eternity. Now blink and we are celebrating another one!
Yesterday for example I promised myself that I would finish the designs that I had started, make a start on the new ones, sort out the back bedroom, finish the ironing and make a couple of birthday cards. Somehow while designing I forgot about all the other jobs that needed doing and before I knew it, bedtime had arrived and I was shattered, so decided to have an early night and fresh start in the moring after a good nights sleep.
Sleep...what sleep? I lay awake most of the night tossing and turning as Arthur was a complete and utter pain. Sorry...Arthur is my constant companion these days...and nights. His real name is osteoarthritis. I have tried divorcing him, coaxed and cajoled him with pills, potions and ointments but he is a persistant blighter and keeps moving more and more of himself into my life. As a result my poor hubby Keith ends up doing most of the things I no longer can. Bless him he is a treasure, he cooks and cleans and does all the things I can not.
So we got up early and Keith made a lovely cup of tea, well it is a bucket of tea really...big mugs and refills too...breakfast, pop a few pills and then plan the day. On second thoughts, not going to bother with the list today, I will just see what the day brings....yes I know...night and it will be here before i know it so I had better make a start on some more designs.