Monday, September 19, 2011
An Open Letter to Time
Dear time,
What is up with you? You seem a little speedy lately. You seem a little impatient.
I'm only one person and quite frankly I feel a little spread thin.
Between lunchlady land and reporting, I haven't been able to scrapbook a single page.
You flew by me this weekend.
Granted we traveled for a wedding and that was tons of fun but I thought we agreed that you would stop a little after I got home so I could catch up on my laundry and other household chores.
For crying outloud have you seen the toilets?
Can you give me a freakin moment to clean the toilets. You have me running from work to PTO, to school board meeting, to soccer and back. Tomorrow let's sprinkle in a little middle school band uniform fittings. Um...I don't know how to fit a band uniform.
When am I suppose to visit my bloggy friends? When am I supposed to update my facebook? I feel like you are being unreasonable.
For goodness sake slow down a little. It just dawned on my that Little G's birthday is a month from today and quite frankly I'm not ready for that.
Irritated with you,
Kisa
What is up with you? You seem a little speedy lately. You seem a little impatient.
I'm only one person and quite frankly I feel a little spread thin.
Between lunchlady land and reporting, I haven't been able to scrapbook a single page.
You flew by me this weekend.
Granted we traveled for a wedding and that was tons of fun but I thought we agreed that you would stop a little after I got home so I could catch up on my laundry and other household chores.
For crying outloud have you seen the toilets?
Can you give me a freakin moment to clean the toilets. You have me running from work to PTO, to school board meeting, to soccer and back. Tomorrow let's sprinkle in a little middle school band uniform fittings. Um...I don't know how to fit a band uniform.
When am I suppose to visit my bloggy friends? When am I supposed to update my facebook? I feel like you are being unreasonable.
For goodness sake slow down a little. It just dawned on my that Little G's birthday is a month from today and quite frankly I'm not ready for that.
Irritated with you,
Kisa
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- kisatrtle
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I'm gonna jump in the irritated at time line with you my friend, it needs to slow down and give me a freaking break :)
i agree i wish time would slow down it seem with each day it gets a little faster
And have you noticed how time will not let me get enough sleep? We definitely need to talk to that guy and get his priorities straight!
Time is doing the same thing to me!!! Though, in my case, I suspect all my time is being chewed on by a small puppy.
So much to do and so little time. I feel your pain!