WWED?

This is another one of those diary posts that I wrote about last month, or was it earlier this month?  Doesn't really matter.  I decided to title them WWED?  It stands for "What would Erma do?"  Erma Bombeck. Boy, do we need her!

Anyway, I remember Erma talking about couple trying to have a baby.  She wrote about how couples couldn't wait to have a baby.  Nowadays, that has changed but the lesson Erma taught about babies being made is unforgettable.  Babies are conceived when they want to be. They know when you just bought a house with a massive mortgage.  Or you want to save up for a big trip to Paris.  Or you buy a brand new car.

I can apply the same to my situation.  I remember over the past few years thinking about how life was just flying by. One moment, you are driving through a foot of snow to work, the next dealing with 95 degree weather, then putting up the Christmas tree.  All in the matter of what felt like a couple of weeks.  At 55, it just seemed to be flying and soon I would be 56.  Then 57.  Then 58.

But let me tell, the moment I decided to pay off my mortgage as quick as possible, time came to a screeching halt.  It slammed on the brakes.  Now it creeps in this petty pace....  Ugh.  I made up my mind several months ago I wanted to pay off my house by the time I was 60 and I am now beginning to think 60 is 20 years away.

Erma was right.  The moment you want something it feels like it is lightyears away.  I refer to this as the time that tries men's souls.  And of course, there's the obstacles that will come flying at you from out of nowhere.  Also known as "just waiting for the other shoe to drop." 

But I am thankful for Erma.  She taught me this lesson just like a mother.  Well, she was a mother and just like my own mother.  I learned a lot from them both.

Many thanks Erma.

CSM