Time's A Wasting!

It was bitter cold this morning when I left for church. I attended the 8:30am mass. After church I stopped for the Sunday paper. The rest of the day went along without a hitch. I knitted some more. E. came for a visit at about 2ish. She brought us supper which was appreciated because I didn't have to prepare something myself. The days seem to go by so fast no matter what I do each day. My mother once said that they speed up time when you turn 50. It must get faster with each succeeding year. It's sad in a way because there is so much you'd like to do but so little time to do it in. If I knit, I'm not getting my book read. If I'm reading I'm not getting any quilting done. Some of the joy of doing each activity is stolen away when you realize that a deadline for getting something else completed is near. So although one is retired and hopefully enjoying oneself, there is still a certain amount of "stress" to each day if you are engaged in too many activities. What's it all about, anyway? Maybe it would be better to just stay in bed and sleep all day.