When did everything seem to speed up?

images.jpegAnother week rolls in, like the tide, and I’m wondering where last week ran off to! Seems as though the days and weeks grind along much more quickly than when I was young and foolish—when I couldn’t wait for things to speed up. Conversely, now that I’m old and foolisher (thanks, Mr. Twain!), I’m rather eager for them to slow down!

But since that’s not likely to happen, I’ll do the best that I can to keep up with the fleeting minutes each day and attempt to “get it all in” before another new day is staring me in the face.

Normally, I wake up each morning with a general plan of what I need/want to accomplish that day. I’ve become quite proficient at list making. Jotting things down has become a strict way of life for me, keeping me on track of the many things I need to get done: appointments, groceries, grandsons’ ballgames, potassium chloride (for the water treatment unit), yard work, etc.

I’m beginning to realize that going through life, basically, as a “pantser” no longer seems to work in the big picture. As such, I find myself more and more turning into that dreaded “plotter” as soon as I’m up and somewhat alert each morning. I have always prided myself on being able to get along very well in life–and in my writing–by flying by the seat of my pants for the most part.

Not so much these days. I’m finding a better comfort level if I take the necessary time and think things out a bit more and make those lists and actually write things down in my calendar. Is this a sign that I’m heading over the hill and the halcyon days are finished? I don’t think it’s as dire as all that, but the thought gives me pause all the same. As in a Dickens’ work, perhaps these are the shadows of things to come.

For now, though, I’ll savor the days however quickly they seem to come and go, and ride that great wave onward. Now, it’s time to check today’s list and ignore any “shadows” lurking about, telling me things I don’t want to hear! Besides, I have an appointment soon…I think…

7 thoughts on “When did everything seem to speed up?

  1. My grandfather used to say, “If you think time moves quickly, wait until you’re my age!” And he was right—the older we get, the faster time seems to go.

    Personally, I think creating lists keeps anxiety to manageable levels; if it’s on paper, it’s out of your head. And that’s true whether you’re young or young at heart.

    1. That’s exactly what my wonderful grandfather said to me! I just laughed then, not realizing that I’d ever be anywhere close to senior citizenship! Alas, that’s rolled in! I agree with you on the creating lists point. I like to see everything I need to get done written down. It’s like a road map for my day. 🙂

  2. I’m amazed that April is almost over, Mark. Like you, I make lists in my day planner. I write down everything I plan to do the next day, even laundry and grocery shopping. It’s so satisfying to check things off at the end of the day. 🙂

    1. I even write down things after I’ve done them! I guess it must be because I want to see some sort of documentation of my having done them. Is that too whacko? And, like you, I love checking things off and having the list “complete” by day’s end. (Perhaps I am grinding over the hill!) 🙂

  3. I’ve always been a plotter with most things in life, so at least in my case, this is something I won’t have to blame on age. Now, there is a whole other list of things I can blame on age…

  4. Carrie, I wish I’d gotten into the “more organized” mode earlier, but that’s history. And, besides, I wouldn’t have ended up in so many strange places in my life had I planned too thoroughly. Now, I’m content to “follow the plan.” 🙂

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