I need a bit more time. It seems to me that the older I get, the more I find that I want to do, and the less time I can find to do it all. I just need a bit more time.
I don’t mean “time” as in the number of days that God has allotted to me; I trust that he has that all worked out. I mean “time” as in the number of hours I have in a day. I just need a few more, please.
I get up shortly after 4:30 in the morning because mornings are my most productive times. The problem with that is that I’m ready for bed by 7:00 at night! (maybe that’s a slight exaggeration, but not by much). By the time I get home from work, walk the dogs, and make dinner there aren’t a lot of productive hours left in this old girl.
I have quilts I want to make, books I want to read, stories I want to write, closets to clean, recipes to try, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera! And of course I still have those must-do things we all have like bill paying, grocery shopping, hair appointments, doctor appointments and so on.
So, I was thinking, while they’re debating about this stimulus package and trying to determine the best place to inject some cash into the economy, how about some discussion about a time stimulus package?
Inject a few more hours in the day. I, for one, would be very grateful.