Time – where does it go?

Time 'a ticking. Day 302/366.

I’m sitting down finally having a moment to myself. This weekend has been full-on and I’m looking forward to a good sleep tonight.

I worked on Friday, arrived home and went and did a quick shop as there was no other time I could go until this afternoon.

I got home from that and took JJ to baseball practise. Normally I hang around but I ducked home to get ready for the workshop I ran yesterday afternoon showing a group  of editors what social media is about and how they can possibly use it. During this the right mouse button on my mouse died and I’m not a fan of the laptop’s mouse so I finished up a bit early and went to Officeworks to get a new on on the way to collect the lad.

I got him home from baseball practise, shoved some food down his gullet and sent him off to Scouts. This gave me time to wash the dishes and tidy up a bit and get ready for the next day.

Off we went early on Saturday morning to cricket, hoping like crazy that all the Adelaide pageant goers hadn’t pinched parking spots we’d need near the parklands. We were in luck.

After cricket we got home, he had a quick shower and we both had a quick bite to eat.

I dropped him off at a friend’s and went into the city for my workshop. I’d worked out which way to get in so I avoided road closures. I completely forgot about this until I arrived at one such road closure and had to go a long way out of my way.

Because I was short on time I parked in a very expensive carpark.

The workshop went down really well from all accounts I’ve heard about and it was a relief to put it behind me.

I picked up the lad afterwards, got home and then a couple of friends rocked up here to rehearse something we’re doing for a friend’s wedding next weekend.

They left. We had dinner. I drank a couple too many probably and went to bed a bit later than I would have liked.

Baseball this morning. Lunch at a bakery on the way to aforementioned friend’s to practise something else for her wedding.

Stopped after that at the pet shop to buy some food for the dog that she will hopefully eat. She’s off her food. Trying not to think about her rapid decline but kind of have to because I don’t want her to starve to death.

Housework ensued and now it’s 6pm and the meat I want to use for meatballs is still mostly frozen. Damn.

I’m off to work tomorrow and hope to relax over the next few days.

Committed

Enjoying a coffee. Day 301/366.

This is me enjoying a moment away from my son’s commitments over the weekend. Actually this was taken just over a week ago – this is how long it’s taken me to get round to posting it.

Last Monday my son was asking me if he could go to a birthday party disco which was on last night. I answered that I wasn’t sure because I had something on whereupon he told me that I always did what I wanted and didn’t do anything for him.

I lost it at this point. What about Friday night baseball training, then scouts, then Saturday morning cricket, then a friend coming over for a sleepover, then baseball on Sunday morning? Hmm? And I don’t do anything for you? All I do is run around after you.

I walked out, slammed the door and got on the exercise bike and rode like the clappers I was so cross with him.

I tried to remember my hour of respite the day before – a peaceful waterfall.

And the sun hiding behind a tree.

When he started playing baseball this season it clashed with the rest of the school cricket season in that he’d be playing cricket one morning and baseball the  next. So far he seems to be coping with it and not getting too tired or grumpy.

It also means that neither of us get a sleep-in or a morning where we can lounge around in our pajamas for a while with no commitments to speak of. At least baseball sometimes has a bit of a later game and we don’t have to be up too early. They haven’t won a game yet but they’ve improved heaps so if they keep it up I hope they’ll win at least one game for the season.

Oh, and I reshuffled my commitments around yesterday to try and fit in a bit of the school fete and he got to go to his disco where heaps of girls chased him around the hall. A sign of things to come?

And in the meantime I got an invite to a friend’s drinks so we ducked over to his place while JJ was at the disco. Win win.

Here yesterday, gone today

Ready to be demolished. Day 279/366.

I walk past this house a few times a week when I go for my walk.

There was a house there a week ago. Day 286/366.

There was a hint it wasn’t going to be around for much longer because of the big machinery in the front yard. Sure enough, a couple of walks later it was completely gone – just like that.

Someone used to live there. I’m sure there were lots of memories – good and bad – made in that house.

No doubt it will be replaced by a couple of dwellings.

I received a letter in the post a couple of weeks ago from my dentist surgery and avoided opening it because it meant that I would have to make an appointment for a checkup. I did open it, however, and found out that my dentist had been unwell and had passed away. I liked him too. He had a no nonsense attitude. He was always about trying to save a tooth and not always suggest the most expensive option. I don’t know that his replacement will be like that and it was a bit inconvenient to get to so now I’m faced with finding a new dentist.

Then tonight I received an email that someone else I knew of had passed away. I always saw his name appear in a Facebook group I’m a part of and even though I’d never met him it was a sudden and unexpected death.

Death’s like that. Even when you know someone has been ill it’s always awful when they die.  They leave a gap and it takes a bit of shuffling around to even try to fill that gap. I don’t know that the gap is ever filled because their memory lives on.

Life’s too short and now that I can’t say I’m in my early 40s I’ve noticed just how damn quickly time is passing. It makes me wonder if I’m making the most of my life. I know it’s jolly full and pretty enjoyable so that’s not a bad thing. But I wish I could reign it in a bit so I could enjoy it more.

All I can do is enjoy the time I’ve got – a day at a time.

My son wrote me a poem

He still loves the trampoline. Day 282/266

I love my mum she made me be :)

She gave me food :)

When I had a problem she helped.

And she is there for me.

She shows me how to live and work.

She  always loves me no matter what!!

My son wrote the above on my computer. I asked if I could blog it. He agreed so long as I fixed a couple of spelling mistakes.

It’s these things that keep me going as a parent. I love you JJ!

For my non-Wordless Wednesday.