I just feel like life is flying by, and I am kinda down about it. There is no stopping time, it just passes. Oh I feel the time passing and wonder what I do with it. Did I spend it well?
Today I went up in the attic....no there weren't any family heirlooms up there, my house has stuff up there, but nothing to rummage through and feel that homey remember when box. I just felt the need to get one space organized and I did.
Husband is away again and I am alone with the children, the page in life has turned where one is headed to college after the holidays, but still living at home. The rough patches in life.
