Book Club is changing. Tomorrow we still meet but our facilitator has quit the library. I am happy for her getting a new job. Sad for us because she was good. Also sad because Book Club was one way I had a life bigger than myself. Something I did to fill the empty nest. I had stepped out of my comfort zone and now I have an excuse to go back into my shell.
Don’t cry for me Argentina. Not even close to being bad. Other things are so much worse. And there I go. Doing it again. This is nothing y’all. Move along. Nothing to see here.
We are back. Time for #SLS. Jim (the host with the most) gave us the following prompt:
March 24, 2019 – Minutes/Hours/Days/Weeks/Months
Me trying to be clever thinks what is a way to capture all those words … maybe using time. 60 minutes in an hour and 24 hours in a day and 365 days in a year made of 52 weeks and 12 months. And what is all that really but time.
I almost opted for “Too Much Time on My Hands” by Styx. Then I went all sentimental and chose “Time in a Bottle” by the wonderful Jim Croce. Check out the Wiki – what a sentimental love song.
To join in follow this link https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2019/03/23/just-another-pleasant-valley-sunday/