I used to visualize having lots of time in which I could do all the things I didn’t have time to do while I was working. To be perfectly honest, I was somewhat worried that I would be bored with not enough to do.
What a laugh! Now all I want to do is find out why the days are so much shorter than they used to be. Yesterday started out as usual — Betsy and I had breakfast and then we did our morning devotions. I did some work out in the yard until noon, when we had our main meal of the day. After the meal I worked on some of the many pictures I still have to organize and put into albums. I then worked outside some more.
After our evening meal I worked on some Christmas records that I’m converting to CDs. (I’ve been working on those conversions for about four years and I hope I can finish within a year.) Before I knew it, the weather was on TV and it was time to go to bed.
So where has all the time gone? I know I’m not that much older and slower. Someone must have cut out several hours from the day!