Time-where is it going?

It is amazing how fast time goes by, as we get older I mean. Somehow I don't remember it going by this fast when I was younger. Is it because we are so much busier? I don't know, but we are busy, incredibly busy. The past two weeks are barely a blurr. I am coming to the end of my first term in the Master's program (as my hubbie just filled out paperwork to check on a new GI bill which might pay for his masters-yippee!). That is our empty nest plan by the way....we are getting our master's degrees, but from there who knows!

These weeks have been full of house stuff, we are tiling and putting up trim, school work, and classroom observations. I find out last night that my professor has moved our final up a week which adds a new pressure to my already packed schedule. Now...have to finish tiling, do a paper, get some observations posted, do a sub folder, study for a final, and just "mom" stuff, all in two weeks. My goodness....not getting any younger and my ability to stay up all night doing homework has come and gone. (Maybe that is why young people go to college-us older people just can't hack it!)

We had a sweet moment this week-one of those treasure times which will comfort our hearts when our daughter flies the coop. She has been suffering from mono and strep for two weeks now. She has barely been able to get out of bed, but has been trying to move around a little, do some chores, and keep up with her schoolwork. Wednesday she decided to go to class to take a test, but couldn't handle the entire three hours, so I picked her up after class. I got there right about 7. I planned on running her home and then heading to church. We pulled up in the driveway, I dropped her off, and pulled back out. About half way to the church, I get a text from her. She is locked out. I turn around to go back home. After all that, church was impossible, so decided getting pizza sounded like an idea. I let her in and ran back up to Papa John's. I came home with pizza (she hasn't really eaten much in two weeks, so pizza was a stretch). We crawled into her bed, along with her dad when he got home, ate pizza, and watched a movie.

We are always busy, hardly stopping to do even the necessary ( I HAVE to take my jeep in today to get an oil change and inspection sticker. Maggie needs shots. We so need haircuts, and let's not even discuss yard work!), and feel guilty when we do (with the obvious demands on our time), but boy was that nice. Not much time left with her, just under four months. We have save the date cards to get out this week and invitations to choose and get ordered. Today, we are picking up her dress. It is sure closing in fast! (I told them six months would go by fast-wonder if it is going by as fast for them. After all, they are younger!)