I've been in the Houston area since mid May. Time has flown by with very little "down" time. A few hours at the most. Friends to visit, grandchildren to enjoy, family to visit, shopping to do for those things we can't get in Mexico, time on the freeways. Then there are phone calls to friends that you wish you had time to see but alas, there is never enough time.
It's a "catch 22" situation. No matter how hard you try, there is never enough time to do it all. I always leave, in part reluctantly, but also in part ready to go back to a routine.
That is where I find myself today. At my brother and sister-in-law's house spending a couple of nights with them. Each minute I sit here relaxing, enjoying the pool, I know that there are things I need to be doing. Groceries to buy. Things to purchase on behalf of friends in San Miguel. So much, so little time.
Hopefully I'll be heading to the border this week and home safely in my own home in San Miguel before week's end.....Wish me well.
I have the same feeling whenever I get up north. There is never enough time to do everything I want or plan to do. Of course, I had the same problem when I lived in Salem. Something was always left undone.
But, isn't that true with life in general? There is never enough time to attend to everything. Before we know it, the stage manager is telling us it is time to exit, but we have so many more lines to deliver.
That may be the best reason to enjoy the moments as they are happening. The rest will simply sort itself out.
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