Nothing worse than the pesky time flies. They come in through open windows with no screens or when you open your backdoor coming in from the yard. They invade like they own your place and the next thing you know it's June and half the year is gone.
Okay, I'm fooling around a bit with the old idiom time flies. But really, isn't it just about as irritating as a fly buzzing around the house that time does seem to fly by so dang quickly? I mean, really, wasn't it just yesterday it was a brand new year and everything seemed so promising, like this was going to be the year everything would fall into place? But time marches on. Time heals all wounds, but it also wounds all heels as it karma is its own reward, right?
I don't know about you, but I tend to try to swoosh flies out the door or window. I figure they have a very short lifespan and it seems a shame, no matter how vile their lifestyle is, to cut it off with a smack of the newspaper or flick of the swatter. But if they just won't leave, well, justice is justice and I don't have time to fool around.
So here it is June. I must admit I am not where I thought I would be at in my activities, but I am further along than I was in January. I didn't think I would be practically working full time again, but I guess the gods had other ideas. In any case, along the way I have marked many milestones. This is the year I guess I officially enter "the golden years". What I need to remind myself is that they are only golden if I decide to make them so. Even if I have to kill a few flies along the way.