For the Present

"'I don't know what you mean,' Alice said.

'Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. 'I dare say you never even spoke to Time! . . . now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock.'"

~ Alice in Wonderland

At some point in my life, I must have ticked off Time; he doesn't seem to work for me the same way he does for others. Time and I haven't spoken in weeks and maybe even in months--especially now that Kates has come, Time rushes by more strangely than ever! My honey and I were talking yesterday, and we are both amazed that it's been almost five months since Kates was born. It really doesn't seem that long or that short of a Time.

I'm living day to day, trying to squeeze just a little more in, in the Time that I have, and actually trying to stretch the Time I don't. For the present, I have Time (barely) to: throw some laundry in the washer/dryer; fold and (mostly) take care of the previously mentioned laundry; make meals; load/unload the dishwasher; wash bottles; eat; sleep (a little); go grocery shopping; commute to work everyday (about an hour's worth of Time is taken away there!); go to church; and spend precious time with Steven and Kates.

Today I don't have any time, tomorrow isn't good either, and don't even ask me about my Wednesday . . . though, that may have to be the best Time of all. And now it's less than two weeks till Christmas--my letters aren't sent, my house isn't totally decorated, my cookies aren't baked, and my presents are not bought--I am so not ready!

People say "There's no Time like the present!" Sigh, I don't even have Time for the presents. Maybe tomorrow.