Feels Like Freaking Christmas!

I’ve been looking forward to this San Francisco trip for a while now.  Yeah, well, maybe it hasn’t been that long really, but the idea of it has certainly been tossed around for a few months, then finally dates were set and reservations made.  After all the plans are finalized for a trip, there is usually nothing else to do but simply wait.  And wait.  And wait.

And wonder.  And wait some more.

It’s like freaking Christmas, this waiting. 

It seems like it is going to take forever to get here. 

It isn’t like I haven’t been busy.  I’ve been going almost nonstop since school let out.  I’ve painted a bedroom, cleaned out the kids’ bedrooms, gone through the whole house with a fine toothed comb in an attempt to declutter and get rid of all negativity or memories of such from the past.  On top of these projects, I’ve cleaned out the backyard pool, maintained my yard which no longer has the inground sprinkler system the house had when I moved in, and managed to stay caught up on laundry which multiplies for me over the summer with the added towel load.  I’ve had plenty of fun too.  I’ve managed to get a pretty decent tan just from lounging around in my backyard and I’ve had plenty of me time and some time out with the girlfriends too.  So, it isn’t like I’m not keeping very, very busy.

It still feels like freaking Christmas and time is passing way too slowly! 

Or it was.  Till today. 

Today, I took a look at the calendar.  Looked at the date:  July 16.  Wow!  It suddenly hit me.  Two more weeks till San Francisco.  That is no time.  I still have a lot of stuff I want/need to accomplish before then.  The way this summer is going, with every project taking excessively longer than projected, I’m beginning to feel that slight edge of panic.

And now, the pool is turning green and I can’t get my chlorine levels up high enough to change that trend.  If I don’t deal with it now, it will be a disaster when I get back and then there will be no pool party and barbecue.  Not good.

Hmmm. 

I always find it interesting how time works.  It passes at the same rate all the time.  Steadily, our clocks tick away the seconds, the hours, the days, the years of our lives.  Our perception of time changes though based on what we are experiencing and our emotional state. 

Currently time seems to be hurtling forward at breakneck speed when all summer it was moving at a snail’s pace and I am starting to feel like I have more to do than I can possibly accomplish in the time left.

Ah well, I guess this aspect of life and time is what makes it all fun!