photo © 2009 Robbert van der Steeg | more info (via: Wylio)It officially started last night at 9:27 as I headed into bed.
"So, you'll be home about a quarter 'til?"
"Yep." Just like every other Friday from mid-April to mid-October.
Lake time.
The minute hand on the clock will creep ever so slowly towards the final bell. I will count the minutes left at the end of each period. But finally, school will be over and I can finally go home. And of course, I will have to wait for my husband, who really is the slowest man alive. The minute hand on my clock at home will come to a complete stop while waiting for him to get home from work. There will be the interminable explanations about why he is late and all I want to say is, "GET THE CAR LOADED! IT'S LAKE TIME!"
I hope the 'slowest man alive' steps lively today. Enjoy every minute!
ReplyDeleteLake time - I like it! Time doesn't go fast enough until it's lake time, but once the lake time starts, the time just slows down. So enjoy!
ReplyDeleteLake time here is still way too cold! Enjoy your lake time and write lots of lake stuff. I'm headed up to Maine's north country for part of my week. There's a lake there that I want to be a part of...
ReplyDeleteJust wondering . . . did you leave on time?
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