Time flies....

Well, it's 5:30'ish on a Sunday night, I've done my plans for tomorrow and I've done some research toward my next course.  I'm finished cleaning up from a supper of partridge, pork, mashed potatoes and gravy (homemade), and ployes.  Soul food.  I'm caught up on laundry and there's nothing really to clean.  I actually have free time to spare, but what gives?  I can't help but feel that there's something I should be doing.

As a kid, I had no problem lounging around doing nothing.  As an adult I could still sit around and relax.  It seems like it's been years since I've been able to just sit down and relax.  Since I went back to college in 1998, at the age of 28, I've been constantly improving my education. I've either taken courses to go towards my endorsement in English as a Second Language (ESL), other professional development workshops, or working towards my masters for the past 2 1/2 years.  

For the past several years, I've not only juggled the course work I was working on, or balancing the classes I was teaching, too, but I've also helped with the raising of the chickens and turkeys (as my long-time readers know), and lending Hubby a hand with the other animals we were raising for food.  And I wonder why it seems like time is flying by quickly....

I know look at the little boys that have been in my life for the past 10 years, the oldest now 15 with a driver's permit and a job, and the youngest now 11 and in love with playing football.  My has time flown by.  Before we know it the oldest will be in college and the youngest in high school.  Incredible.