February Begins

How is it the beginning of February already? Where did January go? If I were to believe the various posts I have seen while dipping my toes into the acid laden waters of Facebook, most people seem to think January has been hanging around forever. Not for me. The few days off over Christmas and New Year seem like yesterday.

I’m pretty sure each year of your life accelerates. I wonder if we build up a sort of momentum, and then coast through our later years until we roll to a stop?

This month’s anticipated work trip to Germany has been pushed back into March. I’m not sure how the rest of the project will unfold now – it all looked neat and tidy when I drew up plans at the start of the year.

I guess the big news today was the arrival of a sandwich van at the office. I doubt I’ll buy anything, for the same reason I don’t typically buy coffee in town – I can’t afford it. I always wonder when I see others regularly buying coffee en-route to work – how on earth do they afford it? We buy either instant coffee, or pods for a Tassimo machine at home – and instant coffee is provided for free at work. Buying one cup of coffee for the same price as a large jar of instant coffee has always seemed a bit mad to me.

Let’s try to forget that I take Miss 17 for coffee at least once a week though. If it costs me the price of a couple of cups of coffee and a chocolate brownie for her to unload her troubles, I’ll pay it every time.

Anyway. Tomorrow is Friday. Nearly the weekend.

Do you ever get to the weekend, and feel like you’re collapsing over the finish line – only it’s a finish line where there is washing up piled everywhere, dirty clothes in huge heaps, and a running track that’s falling apart all over the place ?


13 thoughts on “February Begins”

    1. My main struggle on a morning is drinking the coffee or tea I might make before it goes cold. Invariably I make it after getting out of the shower, and then find myself juggling breakfasts and lunches for the next hour – and forget to drink it while running back and forth.

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  1. I thought parts of January were torturous with all the ice and cancelling of school, but I do feel like it was only yesterday that I was thinking of how I might grow outside of comfort zones in 2018.
    Even though I could probably afford a daily latte, I can’t even tell you the difference between a latte and a cappuccino (ok, I lied…because I just looked it up since I was typing this). I usually make coffee at home and add a dash of heavy cream. For me, a coffee out is treat because I find the price to be extravagant.
    My kids have early release tomorrow (although there’s rumors of icy roads) and no school on Monday, so it’ll be a long weekend. I haven’t thought ahead far enough to think what we might do!

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      1. True! My sons are rarely home between work and friends. I do entertain my daughter occasionally, but at the same time, I run all over the state during soccer season, so she has to entertain herself some over the winter. lol.


    1. I suspect that perception of the passage of time is a function of the number of distinctly memorable events in a given period. So a month of routine, whether or not enjoyable, can seem to have passed very quickly in retrospect.

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  2. Definitely feel this – like the weekend is not actually a break, but the time where I catch up with all the things I was meant to be doing but not managing to even touch during the week. Always. It’s quite exhausting!


  3. I hear you about life speeding up. Since I turned 30, i think my life went into fast forward with the months and years flying by. I see one guy walking to work every morning with a cup of starbucks from the local petrol station. I think about how much that costs him every month, its crazy money.

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  4. Yes. Nitnjve earned to change my pace. I do.laundrynom Fridays after work and I hit the laundromat so this is not a chore and I force myself to enjoy each hour of Saturday and Sunday. Now it’s taken some time don’t get me wrong, but my weekends sure seem a lot longer now.

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