Time Stands Still for No One

 

“A man who dares waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.”
Charles Darwin

Now that Homecoming has come and gone, I can breathe a bit easier. As soon as we lock in the college housing or dorm for my oldest, the rest of the year will be smooth sailing. Yeah, right. At least that’s the lie I’m telling myself this week. LOL Why is it that anytime I put something on the calendar for me, a million other things get scheduled for the same day?

Take this weekend for example. I’ve had my local RWA chapter’s conference on the calendar since April. Friday night and then Saturday. Two days out of an entire year, that’s all I needed. Is that too much to ask? Not only did the high school plan their Homecoming festivities for this weekend, but hubby’s only open weekend for his yearly fishing trip with our son, his brother and his two sons just happened to be this weekend as well.

Just shoot me. How many different directions can one person be pulled and still survive? Well, I must say, a lot more than I thought physically possible. LOL

Here’s a quick rundown of my madness.

Pre-conference dinner Friday night, tennis lessons, last minute Homecoming preparations.

Saturday early morning set up for Conference Registration, wonderful workshop by James Scott Bell, home to help with hair and makeup, off to take Homecoming pictures, home to take middle daughter to anti-Homecoming bowling/lazer tag night. (Some plan other activities because, well, they’re not into the Homecoming thing. Heavy sigh..) Yep, I was exhausted and feeling that blasted yo-yo effect again.

But the funny thing is, looking back now that it’s all over and no major disasters occurred, I wouldn’t change a single minute for the world. In the midst of it all, there were tons of laughs and wonderful memories made. All the craziness helps me remember life is too precious to waste. Time seems to pass in the blink of an eye these days and there is not one single thing I can do but enjoy each and every moment.

Being a control freak, this is often hard for me.  Who am I kidding. It’s brutal!

I think that’s why I love writing so much. Creating new worlds, controlling people’s actions. Doesn’t get any better than that! And if I don’t like a part or scene, I can just hit the delete key and start over. Ah…I’m starting to feel my body relax just thinking about it. 🙂 Okay. It’s official. Writing plays a bigger role in keeping me sane than I really want to admit.

So, now all I need to do is figure out how to find more time to do this thing that I love. I can do it. Yes I can! LOL

To dare to schedule or not to schedule. That is the question.