I could swear I just sat down to read a few Hive posts a couple of days ago, yet I had to scroll back to eight days ago before I found one I had upvoted. When I was much younger, I was warned that time goes by faster the older one gets. It's true! How could a week just vanish like that?
Suppose I write about my week, and then maybe I'll figure out why it went by so quickly.
Last Thursday my husband had carpal tunnel surgery on his dominant hand. I wasn't sure how much help he was going to need, or for how long, so I kept my calendar mostly empty for several days. It was endoscopic surgery, so only a very small incision was made. Mostly it just requires a bandaid over it, as long as he remembers to not overdo. He isn't supposed to lift more than a pound until he goes back on the 23rd for a follow-up.
Since I've had more time at home than usual, and my husband has only needed occasional assistance, I have paid the bills, wrapped Christmas presents, cleaned the floors, sorted and filed a heap of neglected paperwork, baked muffins and zucchini bread, cleaned two windows and sills, cleaned the filters on the air purifiers, loaded bulk staples into plastic food storage buckets, finalized the November household bookkeeping, and made umpteen phone calls to set up/cancel/reschedule appointments.
This morning I spent half an hour on the phone with my husband's Medicare prescription drug company, trying to find out why they hadn't filled one of his prescriptions. The customer service lady spoke English with a heavy Asian accent. It was a strain to understand her over the phone. When I was younger, I didn't mind. But now that I am older, it seems much more difficult to manage. In the end, she said it was in stock and would be sent. But about two hours later I got a call from someone at the actual pharmacy, saying it was still back-ordered. And I had to jump through many hoops just to get that information. That lady spoke slightly better English, fortunately.
What else have I done? I was able to visit a friend for a few hours one morning, and I worked on a jigsaw puzzle at the library at least twice. Yesterday I drove my husband to two appointments, and did errands between them. All of that adds up to why I didn't notice a week flew by.
And now that I have written that out, I am going to read about two dozen Hive posts to find out what the rest of you have to say.
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😃 that is how time goes. We do not notice but it is going steadily. It is not as if it's fast, it is because we are living redundantly. We are the ones wasting the time we have.
My your husband recover steadily. Thank you for being there to assist him.
I realize that time really passes at the same rate all through our lives. I think that as children we have fewer past experiences to think about, and a smaller concept of past and future, so each day can seem like at eternity. As a senior citizen, I have a different perspective on past, present, and future, because of all the experiences I have had, and the things I have learned. My days remain full and interesting, so they seem to fly by. Even when I was younger, and working at a summer job, the time seemed to pass more quickly on a busy day than on a day with fewer tasks.
We were told how fast time would go by but we were not told that the time we had would be spent at the doctor's office, having procedures done, making appointments, fighting with insurance, and trying to get our meds.
I am laughing as I read that,but you are so right!
This is something I wonder about a lot, as I've often heard it said by people older than myself and am even now finding (or thinking) time is going faster than it did when I was 15. But maybe it felt the same then also and it's only in retrospect that I think it didn't? I don't know, which is why it's interesting to read other people's takes on it. It sounds like you've had a very busy few days, which probably explains why it seems to go by so fast.:) It doesn't, really, it goes by at the same rate, you're just making the most of it.
Like I said to another reader who commented, my days are full, and full days have always seemed to go by faster. We oldsters have a different perspective on past, present, and future than when we were little kids, and I think that really affects our concept of time passing.