“For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”
I feel like an Israelite wandering in the Tundra. I murmur as much the Israelites did in the wilderness, but I’ve traded my sandals for snow boots. When I sent my sent my kids out to wait for the bus, it was a whopping seven degrees. Inside it was already up to fifty-nine. I will be an ice-sculpture by February.
I don’t like to complain about the weather, mainly because FringeMan will force me to join the senior center if I gripe too often; however, I did leave a bowl of soup on my counter for twenty-four hours and it didn’t defrost. It didn’t even thaw around the edges!
That’s a problem.
I want to live in an area that is experiencing global warming.
I had nine pairs of gloves hanging clothes-pinned to a length of twine in my hallway and now there are three. Two more are on my kid’s hands, but four PAIRS are still missing. Did the dog eat them? Did the children give them away? Where could eight little mittens have gone?
More importantly, why are the winter Olympics this year? Could I really have lost approximately two years of my life without realizing it?
At one time, the Olympics took almost as long to get here as my high school graduation. Christmas came more slowly than the nine months it took me to deliver my first-born. Summer vacation was long enough for me to drive my mother insane with my whines of boredom.
My children don’t have enough summer to get bored. There are too few days between Christmases for me to forget where I put the decorations, and the Olympics come at least every other year!
What is going on?
I found the following saying, printed it out, and framed it.
“Whatever you want to do, do it now. For life is time and time is all there is.”
I need to be reminded.
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