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Thursday, 8 August 2019

Time Passing....



So here we are in the middle of August and 2019, to me, seems to be galloping by at an unseemly rate of knots!  Time - it’s such a precious thing, but seconds turn into moments, moments into hours, hours into days, and so it marches relentlessly on.  



It makes me well aware that I am now in the Autumn of my life - I feel that I should be doing more, achieving more.  As women, we have no excuses any more really - opportunities are out there for every one of us.  It seems to me that I blinked, and I went from my 50’s to my 70’s in what seems like a nano second.  I actually remember my dear mum saying exactly the same thing when she was in her 80’s.  She said that it didn’t seem very long ago that she was in her 40’s!  I didn’t take too much notice of it at the time, but, my goodness, I know just what she meant now.  



A funny story - well, I thought it was quite funny.  My youngest grandchildren are aged 11 (boy) and 9 (girl), and it’s amazing the conversations you can have with them.   Children these days seem to be so aware of everything that is going on around them in the world, and mine can speak quite intelligently on a whole range of subjects, and they certainly care about this planet of ours - what they should be eating and what they should be doing to make the world a better place.  It quite astounds me at times.  Anyway, I digress!  My grandson and I were talking about getting older, and I said that I hoped I would still be around to see him grow up.  He said, “oh, you will, Grandma”.  Then a little thought, followed by “but I don’t expect you will see me get married.”  Then he did a quick maths calculation in his head.....”no, you certainly won’t be here to see me get married!”.  (I am 72 by the way....).  



I often wonder whether time seemed to pass so quickly for previous generations, or was it a slower pace of life in those days?  Not so much pressure perhaps, although I know that they worked very hard indeed.  Just think, for example, about the harvesting that used to take days, with so many people involved out in the fields, including young children.  Whereas, now, you just have one man sitting on a 
beast of a Combine Harvester and getting the job done in a relatively short space of time.  



These days, we put our washing into the washing machine, and walk away and get on with something else.  When I was a little girl, I can remember wash day (a Monday in our house) used to take all day., and it was hard work, especially with the sheets etc, which had to be taken out of the Boiler with wooden tongs, and then put through the mangle, before hanging them on the line.  Does anyone else remember the little packets of ‘blue’ to keep the sheets white..?!









It’s funny things that you remember, isn’t it.  I can remember my mum always wearing an overall or apron whilst doing the housework - then she would change into a pretty dress before my dad came home from work!  Amazing to think of that now! 😊.  How the times have changed.  Everything is so much more casual these days.



This one made me smile, I must admit! I’m sure that’s how it really was for a lot of women!!









Well, I seem to have rambled on a bit today, so I’ll  close again for now.  See you again soon ....I’ll just leave you with this....




All pics today courtesy of Pinterest.com

8 comments:

Linda O'Connell said...

I am right there with you. I feel the days speeding up and years flying. One day at a time is all we can do. That is my motto.

Southhamsdarling said...

Hi Linda. Lovely to see you here! You're right, of course, that's all we can do - one day at a time, and try to stay healthy. You have your three beautiful great grandsons to keep you busy! πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™

Sally said...

Love this. We are in the same age range. We can relate on much. We’ve seen a lot in our time. It’s true time is flying by.

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Time passes at a steady rate but after a half a centry it seems to have gone so fast as we looks back

Southhamsdarling said...

Good to see you here, Sally. Yes, we have seen a lot - but we're still standing! Onwards and upwards my friend ❤️

Southhamsdarling said...

Hi Jo-Anne. Thanks for popping across from 'down under'! Sometimes I wish we could just stop time, if only for a little while! Hope you and the family are going well 😊

Suzanne said...

Hi Thisisme! Sorry for dropping by so late. Working on getting Shawn ready for school. I think we're there, and about 5 ladies came to my door yesterday morning to wish Shawn well entering the 5th grade. He had just gotten up so I brought him out on the porch, shyly. They were from his school and said they are all 5th grade teachers. I took his picture with them all and they gave him a new backpack with two books to read in it. I was so amazed that after they left, I went into my room because it brought tears to my eyes! Such kindness, and it was so hot outdoors. I imagine they went to all of the 5th students homes that they were able to find. We still have some great people in the world, don't we!

So, I love your post, Thisisme and I, too remember helping mom with the laundry when I was young. WE had two washtubs, and she would put starch in one of them for my dad's slacks. We had a wringer too, to get the excess water out. And, we hung the clothes outside on the clothesline. We weren't allowed to wear jeans even around the house, and you know, my dad never wore jeans. The men always wore slacks back then. I finally started wearing colored jeans when I was in the 11th grade, and mom was not happy. But, I worked and bought my own clothes, which kind of kept her at bay!

I like your "Time is Free" quotes. And, it's true...you can't keep it, but you can spend it."

Have a great week, dear friend! We are now having the 100 degree temperatures in Texas! And, I am staying indoors a lot. ♥ Hugs!

Southhamsdarling said...

Hallo there my Texan friend! Sorry I'm late in replying to you too! What a lovely story about those Teachers visiting Shawn like that. Thank you so much for sharing that with me. Such kindness and caring ! Washdays were a whole different thing back then, weren't they, and quite hard work! Interesting that what we called a mangle, you called a wringer! I'm glad my Post brought back memories for you, Suzanne. You're right, men always wore slacks back then! Now even men in their 70s and 80s wear jeans! I certainly don't envy you that heat! It must wipe you out, so you're right to stay indoors. Take care and I hope Shawn enjoys the 5th Grade. They're growing away quickly, aren't they?! Hugs ❤️