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And then it was May (standard:humor, 910 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Apr 27 2014Views/Reads: 837/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Time is a commodity either you spend it or lose it. The bad part is once you lose it you can never get it back. Enjoy today, it’s the only today you have.
 



For a very brief time last week I was under the impression I was all
caught up. Don't you like the feeling that comes knowing you are up to 
date and everything is accomplished? I do, I just do not experience it 
enough. 

It was entirely my own fault. I was gloating over the fact I had
accomplished everything on my to-do-list and had some time to spare. 
Spare time is a rare commodity these days, at least for me. I do not 
even have spare change and it has been months since I have seen my 
spare tire. 

Time is a different matter altogether. Just when I think I have a little
spare time on my hands, I find it slipping through my fingers. 

As I said, I was gloating over the fact I was all caught up. Being in a
rather cheerful mood, I thought I would look at my calendar. I do not 
look at my calendar that often. It is so depressing, always telling me 
what to do. I hate it when somebody tells me what to do. My calendar 
looks at me and I look back and it simply says, do this. And there it 
is in black and white. What else can I do? 

Without actually thinking the issue through carefully, I opened up my
calendar and discovered something quite startling. It takes a whole lot 
to startle me. In fact, it takes a whole lot just to get me started on 
anything. However, I looked at my calendar and was woefully startled. 

I noticed on my calendar it was the month of May. What happened to March
and April? In fact, what happened to January and February? 

I should have gotten a hint with all the rain we had in April. Remember
that little line that goes, “April showers bring May flowers”? While I 
was focused on the showers in April, I did not notice that April was 
exhausting itself and May was sneaking around the corner to surprise 
me. 

Boy, did it surprise me. 

I guess I was just too occupied during the month of April to realize
that April has a time limit. April has 30 days and when those 30 days 
are kaput, April is over and it is May. 

I do not think May is any different from any other month. It is just
that I wish the months would slow down a little bit. It seems at the 
beginning of the month everything is going rather slowly and then when 
you hit the middle of the month the days must go into some kind of 
panic and race towards the end. Why these days of the month have to 
hasten towards the remainder of the month is something I will never 
wrap my head around. 

If I were a swearing man, I would swear it was still February. I believe
there ought to be a month, at least one month in the year, where there 
are like 75 to 80 days. Why be so legalistic about all of this? Why be 
so judgmental? 

Every day of the month insists it will only be around for 24 hours. Not
25 hours. Not even 20 hours. But every day insists on being around for 
24 hours and then it disappears. Now, where does it go? 

When I go on a vacation, I know where I am going and the sad part of my
vacation is at the end of the vacation I come back. Now where does time 
go? And, why doesn't it ever return. 

For instance. I am thinking of celebrating my 37th birthday this year. I
am not 37 years old, but I cannot remember what I did on my 37th 
birthday. I think that if I cannot remember what happened on my 37th 
birthday, I should be able to repeat it. Why can't I go back and be 37 
for just one day? I do not need to be 37 forever, just one day! 

But no, Father Time has made a rule that you can only be 37 one day out
of the year and you can never repeat that, ever again. Of course, there 
was Jack Benny who was 39 all his life. 

I noticed in my calendar there were many items that needed doing. As I
looked at them, I realized I had done them the month before. Some 
things are so insistent that you do them every month. My electric bill, 
for instance. Why do I have to pay that every month? Why can't the 
electric company give me a vacation once a year? 

Another thing that bothers me. When I am having a good time at whatever
I am doing, why does time pass so quickly? I remember in school the 
time leading up to recess went ever so slow and I never thought it 
would arrive. Once I got out to recess, it went so quickly I had to 
return to class almost before I left the classroom. What is that all 
about? 

I took a little bit of time to think about what good old King Solomon
said about the subject. “To everything there is a season, and a time to 
every purpose under the heaven” (Ecclesiastes 3:1). 

Time is a commodity either you spend it or lose it. The bad part is once
you lose it you can never get it back. Enjoy today, it's the only today 
you have. 


   


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