Somehow there is always just enough time to do what needs to be done. The end of the day, the end of four long days of unrest. A list of things I thought would be accomplished days ago. A list of days I thought would end with rain and inside chores, turned out to be beautiful and while perhaps every thing wasn’t ticked off the list, the important things were accomplished.
Time stretching out for months in frustration as I work toward my next employment. Conclusions slow to come, waiting in vain for decisions from others. Weeks slipping by with little activity toward selling the house, outcomes beyond my control as I wait for stars to align.
The adventures I anticipate cloud the fact that my real adventure is happening all around me. In the end, there is always just enough time…
Therapeutic Misadventures 
I like this one…. definite positive outlook… could use some of this myself…Thanks!
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We all can use a kick in the positive outlook pants once in a while Dopp. Just call me and I am happy to oblige!
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Worrying/not worrying, planning/letting things happen … it’s so difficult to live in balance. I’m glad you can put it all into perspective.
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Most of the time I can, Susan. That is not to say I don’t have my dark moments like everyone. I think because I am relatively solitary I have only myself to kick me in the butt on a regular basis!
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If I didn’t waste so much of it, I’d have plenty of time.
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Ah but doesn’t it depend on your definition of waste? Thanks for your words of wisdom, Laura!
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A day spent out in the sunshine is never wasted.
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So very true Marie and kind of you to read and comment!!
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