Time

I have a project at work that has been this lingering pain for the past year. I'm beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel as the tenants will be moving in at the end of July. So I'm really looking forward to moving on to the next project, because (in case you haven't noticed) I haven't had much time to update my blogs.

It hasn't been a lack of content. There have been a ton of Pulitzer Prize-winning postings that I have assembled in my head, but never had the time to put it down on pen and paper...or in ones and zeroes, as it were. And many of them have been lost now. Gone forever. All because I'm operating with less than optimal memory. I'm a Commodore 64 in an iMac world.

This blog was suppose to help me document things that I would likely forget. But without the time to write, it doesn't really do me any good. But I'll try to give a synopsis of what I wanted to write.

Two weeks ago, the lovely wife and I celebrated our 31st birthdays. While that's not OLD, I've been feeling old recently. When I was a kid, time just seemed to drag by. When I was 12, I thought it would be forever before I would get my license. When I turned 18, I thought it would be forever before I could (legally) drink. And when I started college, I thought it would be forever before I would graduate. In retrospect, the first 31 years went by in the blink of an eye.

Will the next 31 years (God willing) go by this fast? El Presidente turns two next month. When did he get to be so big??? It was just yesterday that we were giving birth to this boy, and now he's turning two. Children make you feel old, I tell ya.

This past Friday marked the 10 year anniversary of the lovely wife and I knowing each other. A decade later, and she still surprises me. In another decade and beyond, I'm sure she will still be confounding me.