Another week over and we're already well into February. Is it just me or does time fly by faster the older you get? When we finally retire is a day going to seem like an hour to us? Is that why most old folks only "need" four hours of sleep? So they can make something of the day that passes in a jiffy? It looks as though Einstein's theory of relativity takes effect then huh?
Funny thing is that no matter where I go, certain things seem true for elderly folks. The older they get the less sleep they need, the higher their waistlines go, the lighter the color of their shoes get.
Totally off topic but February does not seem like a busy blogging month. Well at least not for me anyway. I noticed that people have become really "quiet". Nothing much exciting is happening and everybody's mentally preparing for spring.
Personally I'd like to get away from it all. Going someplace nice, somewhere without a newspaper or television or online news. No more election campaigns, no more
war coverage, no more Britney drama. Just white sand, warm water and some sun.
I do have an appointment with a new hairdresser. This is going to be interesting as well as necessary. I look as though a racoon craweld on top of my head and then died.
Other news are just as exciting but can't be shared at the moment. Counting down the days until my best friend comes to visit me from Dublin. The sun's out and it is Friday. Life's good.