Relative Something

Time is moving at the very same speed that it always does, and just like so many times before, it seems to be moving really slow and incredibly fast, all at the same time. Blink. Blink.

I found a list of things to do in preparation of moving. It starts with tasks 4 to 6 weeks out. According to that list, we are doing pretty well so far. I think we will be just fine, if we continue to make progress at the rate which Cyndie is proceeding at lately. It is a good thing she is between jobs right now, because she is making full-time work out of uprooting items that have been stationary for most of the 25 years we have lived in this house.

I’m feeling a bit lost, due to an unbelievable amount of simultaneous deadlines hitting at the day-job and exceeding our capacity, which is taking every spare moment and energy that I have of late. I would much prefer to be working at home with Cyndie to prepare for our move.

It is making time move fast for me. Then I think about how much I want to get to our new property, and time seems to be moving very slow. So, I think about the preparations we need to do before moving day, and time seems to move really fast again.

It makes me dizzy. Imagine that!