The alarm rings at 3am. I hit the snooze, once, and again. Just a little more time. Where did I put it?
Then it's off to work. Book work to be done. Prep work to do. A delivery needs to be put away. Need to stock the condiment tubs. Have pots and such to push through the dishwasher. In between breakfast orders, that is. Where did the time go? I had it a minute ago.
I need to start the lunch specials. And write checks for the vendors. Oh, and it's payday, need to run the payroll. Call in the tax payments, and check the temperature on the cooler, it has been misbehaving. I don't have enough time for this, I lost some minutes somewhere.
Oh no, already 1pm. A few errands to run. Make the bank deposit. Get gas for the car before the price sky rockets. Go to the grocery store, working around food all day makes me forget there isn't any at home. And don't forget to drop the payment for the bakery in the mail. Running short on time, I misplaced it again.
Home at last! Put the groceries away. Is it really 3:00 already? Sort the laundry for the husband, he does the laundry, bless him. Now check emails and twitter and Facebook and the status of numerous games. And the dog wants to go out. Give me some time, I can't find mine.
The cats are whining. It must be 5:00, they get their canned food now. And they know it. Need more coffee anyway. Not really, but it sounds awesome. Then maybe I will find time to relax. Under the chair cushion, maybe.
Writing prompts are waiting. It's 6:15, better get on that. Better figure out what to write about. I've lost time again.
Wow, this is awful. Maybe I could put together a real story, if I could just find where I put the time.
(And I still need to find time to read the half dozen books waiting on my Kindle app.)
my day every day
ReplyDeletewell done....my heart is racing thinking about tomorrow's forgetfullness
Thanks for dropping by Lance. Sadly, some of my minutes tonight will disappear into thinking about tomorrow's agenda.
DeleteI can totally relate to this piece! Getting stressed reading it.
ReplyDeleteI think I was still work stressed when I wrote it. Thank you for stopping by!
DeleteI so want to come out there and help you find your time. I miss your stories!
ReplyDeleteCam, I miss my stories too. But I will find the time and reawaken my sleeping friends.
DeleteNow I'm tired. Very realistic. Wondering if that was your actual day today when you write "writing prompts are waiting." Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading! And yes, this was totally my day.
DeleteI thought so! :)
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ReplyDeletethis was priceless! I have more than a half dozen book sitting on my Kindle though :)
ReplyDeleteDefinitely need to find a way to locate all that missing time...you'd think someone would have made an app for that ;)
An app for that...Brilliant! Why has no one done that yet?
DeleteThanks for coming by Carrie, Happy Reading all those books.
This is great!! I love the lightheartedness behind it too. I'm permanently losing minutes too.
ReplyDeleteLost minutes seems to be a universal thing. And how else to deal besides with a smile, or at least half of one.
DeleteThanks for reading!
If you find your lost time, will you help me find mine? A very creative treatment of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteIf I find the secret to finding those minutes I'll be sure to let you know. Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteI love the rhythm of those ending lines. "Where did I put it", "I had it a minute ago", etc. all make the whole piece feel edgy, much as you must have felt racing through your day. (Also, if you find my time hanging out with yours under the spare cushion, please to send it home quickly, yes?) I don't think you need to depricate at the end. Saying that it isn't a real post is distracting. This IS a real post, and it is a lyrical testament to your day.
ReplyDeleteTime always runs off when you're looking for it. If you find some let us know please! I liked the rhythm of this too- I think it read harried, I could almost hear a tick tock as I read, which fit the topic very well.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how one minute you have all the time in the world, and the next time you look at the clock (or calendar)a day or even months have past without recollection of where they went.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was little I used to think it would take forever before I turned 40, now a year and half away from it. I so wish I had at least half the minutes back that it took me to get here ;)