Time is a unit of measurement. or so I thought. So, lets see, how about "wasting time". "being on time", "the time of our lives". "in the nick of time", "do you have the time". "I don't have time", "give me time", "what time is it?", etc, etc, etc. So, Is time really a unit of measurement?
One of the Gypsy's favorite sayings is "I'm not in a hurry, I'm retired, I have plenty of time." Tomorrow, is my birthday and I will be 71. Last year when I turned 70, for the first time my mortality began to come into focus. We all have a limited quantity of time, and no one knows what that quantity is. For me, I began to look at life and time just a little bit differently. I find myself making decision's knowing that I am 70, is this a wise decision? If I make the wrong decision do I have time to reverse the effects of a wrong decision. 11 years ago the Gypsy and I made a decision to go rving, but for just 2 years and then we would return to our house in Murrieta Ca. and pick up on the life we left. We took our whole life and put it in storage with the thought of picking up where we left off. This is where the RV life style took over. About 7 years into this lifestyle we finally figured out that returning to the old life was slim to none. So, as you can see, that old life style is still in a box.
Every year we threaten to return to the old life style and give up the RVing, but as of yet it's still just a threat.
As time continues to flow like the sand in a hour glass I realize, hey, enjoy, and have a good time, The sand ain't flowing that fast.
The old Captain and the young Gypsy
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