Slow down my life or...

"tempus fugit"

I thought that the “Thought for today” a couple of months ago was ever so appropriate yesterday – or was that several days ago - or yet again today? Time has slipped out of my hands, races forward at a frightening speed and doesn’t want to stretch out in order for me to enjoy all that there is to enjoy.

« Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, / I want to tie the two arms together, / And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags. -Robert Bly, poet (b. 23 Dec 1926) »

One can spend time, kill time, use time wisely and there is even an expression « to save time », but I am not convinced that the latter is true.

Have you ever tried to hold onto that minute, that hour, that day ? And been successfull ?

And why is there a « Father time » but no « Mother time » I ask you – o.k. I know the answer to that one, mothers never have enough time so it’s useless to give us more to play with than we can handle. We may be organized and competent in many, many ares, but saving time is probably not one of them.

Christmas in February or…

We have perfected the art of partying all the time using most anything for an excuse.

Of course I could also say that we have perfecting being late, but there were totally valid reasons.

And we are talking about two lots of “Christmas” – the one with my neighbors, both on my side and the upper ones as well as the one with my former housemate and her husband.

Thus it was that in this one week in February, I celebrated “catch-up” Christmas two nights in a row.

Not much of an excuse for being so late with the direct neighbors other than trying to find one night where five adults are all free at the same time isn’t easy what with the grandkids, the selling of a house, the correcting of thesis, life in general.

Then for my former house-mate and her husband it is the fact that they aren’t always in Switzerland; there was my bout of flu, followed by a bad cold; when they did return we couldn’t find an evening where we all three were free (good thing that we weren’t trying to incorporate even more persons, like my two sons) and so it was that both landed in the same week!

And, interestingly enough, both were well enjoyed, lively with discussions and good humor abounding. Not having to compete with all the usual parties led to much more relaxed events and in the case of last night where one of my presents was spring flowers more color.

Long live not doing the usual at the “right” time.

My housemate has also written a blog: http://theexpatwriter.blogspot.ch/2017/02/christmas-now.html