Thursday July 28 2016  THE CLOCK IS TICKING

THE CLOCK IS TICKING

By Kathleen Martens

July 28, 2016

The clock is ticking and its past my bedtime.

The sky is dark, the sun no longer shines.

My blanket folded back by hubby dear,

Something he does when my bedtime is near.

Face is washed and teeth are brushed,

The night is still, the sounds are hushed.

But no blog written for those who read,

And all my energy from me bleeds.

So much to do as we have big plans.

And it’s difficult to stay awake as a blog demands

My concentration and creative thoughts,

And no topic have I yet sought.

So this is another of those “Howdy-do-you-do(s),

Quick and simple and the words are few.

A busy day and leftover tasks for tomorrow.

So I guess from tomorrow, I must borrow.

More work to do, but I cannot do now.

How the days get shorter, I don’t know how?

Mr. Sand Man is calling me loud and clear,

“Sleep tight; don’t let the bed-bugs near”.

So I will follow my heart and do what I must

To allow my body, sleep that is just.

And when I write, my words will be few,

And perhaps tomorrow I’ll write something brand new.

An extremely action packed day at my house.  My actions weren’t strenuous but took up every moment of my day.  Remember, Thursday is food box day and that adds a couple of hours of cleaning, prepping, cooking or storing for cooking later, and refrigerator musical chairs with a crowded venue.  And I have thrown another cog into my daily wheel but more on that later.  Plus, I am getting ready for another event that will take place all next week; more on that later also.  Put very simply, life just has a way of becoming very busy.  I am open for opinions as to how I can better manage my time.  Remember, I am supposed to be retired!  The only thing is I haven’t learned the art of sitting down (unless I am writing my blog).

I kid you not; I am literally nodding off in my chair. 

Thank You God that I have a comfortable office chair to sit in.

Thank You Father that I am so close to my bed and do not have to drive home from someplace else.

Thank You Lord for zucchini squash.

Thank You too for cherry tomatoes.

Thank You for Band-Aids.  

GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BLESS YOU!