Holy canoli, people, it's September already! We've entered the -Ber months, which means that Christmas is right around the corner and then 2007 and before you know it it'll be 2008 and the state quarters program will be over and there will be no reason to pay with cash ever again! (Deep breath.) Sorry if I get a little carried away. I know I'm not alone in feeling like time is just flying by. It seems like every year goes by faster and faster! Before I know it I'm going to turn around and my baby niece will be graduating high school!
Although months tick by with alarming speed, the days go by just as fast. Every Friday I wonder what happened to my week! And every day at work I wish I could just freeze time, catch up, and then unfreeze time. Does anyone remember the show called Out of This World, where the main character, Evie, was half human and half alien, and she had lots of superpowers? My favorite was the power to freeze time, which she accomplished by touching the tips of her index fingers together. Naturally the writers used this gimmick a lot in the middle of potential hilarity, such as paint cans tipping over from the tops of ladders, and pies flying across the room. But oh, how I wish I could just touch my fingers together for a few extra hours everyday. I could read and knit and watch movies and nap! And when that gets boring, I could learn another language and explore every nook and cranny of the planet. Then, I could write a novel, cook a gourmet meal every night, and re-teach myself calculus.
Unfortunately we only have 24 hours each day and they never seem to be enough lately. Things are hectic at work. We had to let go one of the new hires because he just wasn't working out and he was really starting to be a liability. So although my plate temporarily became a bit lighter (with the removal of the "train new employee" side dish) it got filled right back up with more projects. It's all good, because I love my job and my coworkers. But I've been staying late everyday and I know it will get old pretty quickly.
So now I've got a lovely three-day weekend, and all I can think about is how in a heartbeat it will be Monday night and it will be over. You'd think this would make me want to live each moment to its fullest and all that jazz, but really I just want to sleep in and chill around the house. I do have to get my oil changed and I'll most likely visit my parents but other than that I've got no plans, and I'm fine with that. We're supposedly in for some pretty decent weather (btw, Ernesto stripped the crepe myrtle blossoms, blew around the pine needles landscapers use as groundcover here, and deposited a fair amount of rain, but otherwise was not much of an event in my neck of the woods). Today was in the high 60's and I loved it! Can't wait for fall. Hold on a sec...wasn't I just lamenting the speedy passage of time, and suddenly I'm wishing for the future to hurry up already? Man, I make my own head spin sometimes.