Running Away Days

There are days when time just runs away from us and we lose track of it completely.
Today has been such a day, and yet it’s not as if we had a late start.
Well, Hubby didn’t anyway as he was awake as normal and got up around 7.30, leaving Maggie and I to snooze until we were ready to surface.
zzssTravelling any distance seems to take it out of all of us these days actually, and doing two major trips in as many days may not have been such a good idea.

Hubby and I are both used to not really knowing what day it is as our time is our own and apart from general maintenance and house keeping, Monday could be Thursday and Friday next Tuesday for all we know.
Not that it worries us, as long as we have clean clothes, the boat is always clean and tidy, and there is food and tea bags in the cupboards, we are happy enough.
Even Maggie is more laid back these days, and not worrying to go out first thing (unless she’s not feeling well and then she is very definite in getting us up, bless her), so the longer I stay in bed, so does she. I know, any excuse to be lazy I suppose.

Once we get up though, the routine starts, priority being her first walk of the day then back to the boat for breakfast.
Today, we actually had that around 10am, which is late even for us, then we had visitors and before I knew it, two extra cups of tea and it was past midday.
We had shopping to do too, and being a Sunday, the supermarket opening hours are 10am til 4pm rather than 7am to 11pm. We are pleased that nowhere local is 24 hours as we had both in Lincolnshire and Poole. It makes us feel more civilised instead of chasing our tails in traffic both in and out of the car parks and supermarket aisles.
On the way back, I walked Maggie round the Avenue figure of eight to get my exercise quota in.

Hubby had his lunch of soup and a roll at 2pm as I was working on something, so I didn’t get to have my salad until almost 4. He is now working on a repair that could save us a lot of money, and before we know it, it’ll be dark.
clockWhere has the day gone?
In fact, taking it to a broader aspect, where has this month and the year gone?
We are more than half way through September, the end of which marks the third quarter of the year over. The clocks go back next month when we also have Halloween, November sees Fireworks (and every night practically until New Year it seems), and the C word isn’t far away, so I shall be getting the kit out and making cards shortly.

Running away days.
Sometimes it must feel good to be the one doing the running.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Running Away Days

  1. colinandray says:

    I find retired living in general to be a blur of meals and naps. I don’t know how I managed to do anything at the same time as a full time job. I barely have enough time now to do all the things that I want to do now! 🙂

  2. scifihammy says:

    I had the same kind of runaway day, despite an early start. Blink and it’s nighttime! Oh well, there’s always tomorrow! 🙂

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