February is half gone, can you believe it?
Where did January go?
It seems the older you get the faster time flies.
Yet, how many times do we sit at our desk on a weekday and wish the time away?
I know I do. Weekends just don't come fast enough for me.
I find myself racing/wishing for retirement, but do I really know what that means?
I don't want to grow older - I just don't want to work so that I can enjoy things .
I want time to:
Enjoy with my grandson (before he grows too old and doesn't think I am "IT" anymore).
I want to read all the books I have collected (to read SOME DAY).
I want to scrapbook all the photos I love so much and get them into albums for others to enjoy.
Travel is in there too, I want to see so many places that I have not seen.
Take a day, early in the morning to go downtown and shot photos of things I love.
Take my dog to the park and let him sniff all the wonderful smells that only he knows are there.
Go to smaller towns in Kansas and look at shops and places that are close but too far to go to in one day.
Is this my "bucket list"? I think not, I think these are things that I just want to do and share with my husband - before it is too late for one of us to not go or do them.
I want to take my mom with me to the smaller towns, that is something she would enjoy.
I want to take my dad to a jazz get together so he can hear all the old songs he loves.
Do you have thoughts such as this? If so, share them! Let me know what they are.
