We’re 3 days away from that special Saturday where we spring forward an hour. Well, technically, it’s Sunday at 2 am, but who really stays up that late just to set the clocks ahead? Not me.
We’re also 10 days away from the Spring Equinox and the official end of winter. What the heck? Or, as I heard in a sitcom, what the ham sandwich?
Where has the year gone already?
It seems like this time last year we were all awakening to the reality of a pandemic and all the restrictions that ensued. Now it seems like the pandemic is (hopefully) drawing to a close and those restrictions are being lifted.
I can’t keep up anymore. I barely know what day of the week it is, and that’s only because of my awesome Doug the Pug daily calendar that I keep at my desk at work. Sometimes, I look at my watch just so I know that it’s Wednesday, April 10.
Just kidding. I know it’s really March 10. But after I blink, it really will be April. What in the actual ham sandwich?
The only way I’ve found to keep the time from completely flying by is to enjoy the moments. Receive each moment as a gift from God (which is why it’s called the present) and try to be present in each and every moment.
Spring has warmer temperatures (yay) and pollen (boo). It has lots of sunshine (yay) and also plenty of rain (boo). At least I won’t have to scrape ice off my windshield anymore for a while (big yay).
So bring on Spring. I’m ready.