When I was young, the days seemed to last forever. In the summer, we were out and about after the chores were done until the street lights came on, stopping at home long enough to get a drink (if we weren’t drinking from the hose), grab a snack and let mom know we were okay before heading out again. We rode our bikes, played Capture the Flag, swam at the lake behind my house (after we cut through the woods). In the winter, we went sledding when it snowed and ice skating when the lakes and ponds froze (I had a paper route when I was fourteen and fifteen so I skated after the papers were delivered). There were a bunch of us kids in the neighborhood, all around the same age and we had so much fun!
Now? Here it is April already! And time seems to be flying by so fast! The days don’t seem to be so long.
To give you an example—yesterday I finished watching the first season of Deadwood (I know, I’m a little behind, but better late than never). Once I got past the colorful language (believe me, I can cuss like a sailor if the occasion warrants it, but they said words I can’t even write, let alone say out loud!), the acting was tremendous and the setting was fantastic (how dirty and muddy this old western town was!)
But I digress. We were talking about time flying by…and it certainly flew yesterday. My intention was to watch an episode, maybe two but from the moment I put the DVD in the player, I was spellbound by this depiction of a wild, lawless western town (as you know, I have a fondness for westerns. The towns I create, however, are nothing like Deadwood). And I lost five hours of my day. You must know how unusual this is. My days are carefully planned so I get everything done. Needless to say, a lot of things did not get accomplished!
Has this ever happened to you? Sit down for one minute and the next thing you know, the whole day is gone? Hmmm, all I can say about my lost afternoon…I can’t wait to watch Season 2!
As always, happy reading (and binge watching!)