Maggie connived me into watching an episode of Psych with her. (Bad Maggie! Naughty Maggie! Bad girl!) (Boy, it seems I have no power to resist that show.) To quasi-redeem the time, I hauled out the 2012 planning calendar and began to pencil in birthdays and tax payments and symposia and other reminders. Of course, to do this necessitated consultation with the 2011 planning calendar.
That was when we saw the eye doctor? But I thought it was just a couple of weeks ago.
The calendar says Nat & Sarah's wedding was back in July, but they just got married.
Look at all those doctor appointments for Maggie in January. How could that have been nearly a year ago? It was so recent.
The last time I went downtown for training at work was in March? It couldn't have been that long ago!
I'm getting old.
Will time keep going faster?
Or when we get old enough and feeble enough and frail enough, unable to fill our days with too-much-to-do, does the time slow down again, like when we were little kids and the days dragged?
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Not sure. I feel like I live at the dentist and the eye doctor even though that isn't really all that often. This year has been painfully long for me and even found myself dating my checks for 2012. Psychological wishful thinking????
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