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Where Did The Summer Go? (standard:humor, 906 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Oct 15 2023Views/Reads: 425/244Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I only have one shot at today, and I had better make the most of it. My best shot is to rejoice and be glad in it. This I plan to do.
 



This past week started out as the best week of the whole year. At least,
I thought so at the time. 

I finished my book manuscript and sent it to the publisher. I caught up
with some other projects that were lagging. And I had time to balance 
my checkbook. 

What could be better than that? 

The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage came into my office and said,
“Why are you smiling so much? Did you win the lottery?” 

It was better than the lottery. 

“No, my dear, I'm just so excited that I'm all caught up with my
projects. Now I'm ready for summer to begin.” Then I laughed with a 
joyful laugh. 

“What you mean you're ready for summer?” 

“Like I said, I'm all caught up and now I have the whole summer to
really enjoy myself and have a little bit of fun.” 

Looking at me rather strangely, which is not unusual, she said, “You do
know it's October, don't you?” 

Although my smile was frozen, it began to deteriorate inside. 

“What you mean it's October?” 

She laughed at me and said, “Don't you have a calendar? Don't you know
what day it is?” 

I could not say anything for a moment because I did not know what to
say. Then I got out my cell phone and checked the calendar. 

Sure enough, like every other time, The Gracious Mistress of the
Parsonage was right. If I live a thousand years, there will never be a 
day when she is wrong. 

It is October, and for some reason, I have not kept up with the time. I
was so busy trying to get caught up with my projects, especially my 
book manuscript, that I wasn't paying attention to the ticking clock. 

Looking at her in frustration, I said, “Where did the summer go?” 

I guess that's the trouble with life. You are so focused on one thing
that everything else falls by the wayside. I am glad I'm caught up, but 
I don't know how I lost track of time. 

I wish there was a way to freeze time for as long as you want to. If I
have a project on a schedule, I could freeze time so that I can be 
caught up and then come back and unfreeze time. Where are these genius 
scientists when you need them? 

“So,” I said to The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, “it is October
and I just got caught up with my time.” 

Being caught up with time is not a possibility. When I get up on a
Wednesday morning that means Tuesday is gone forever. 

“If you need help getting caught up,” my wife said, giggling, “just let
me know.” Then, she returned to her craft room. 

I sat back in my chair and thought a little bit. How can I keep this
from happening again? How can I keep time in hand? 

Of course, I could ask help from The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage,
but you know what that would do. I need to figure out how to keep up 
with time. 

What I really need is a nice hot cup of coffee and a fresh Apple
Fritter. Of course, if I had the Apple Fritter, I would be in 
“timeout.” I just went and got a nice hot cup of coffee, returned to my 
office and sat down to think this through. 


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