Snow Day.

It snowed today for the first time this year. It snowed for hours and hours and hours. We only accumulated an inch or so because of the warmth of the day, but I am hopeful that the next few days will yield something that can be used to make snow sculptures or somesuch.

Today and the day that came before (a.k.a. yesterday) were days of getting things done. So many many things were done. I made a funny door stop that was like a cat noodle; we mailed off our 95% of our Christmas cards; we finally got a clothing rack large enough to accomodate all our clothes; the cats have started getting along well; and we're now in the process of making stock from the leftover Thanksgiving bird carcasses.

And today is December 1st. There's only one more month left in a year that has seemed to go by much more quickly than in years past. I once read somewhere that time seems to go slower when you're a kid because every experience is new and it you're aware of each second of absorbing it and that when you're an adult, so many things are done over and over by rote that you aren't really living so much as you are acting out a life a lot of the time.

For example, consider your commute. How many minutes is your commute each way every day? 20 minutes? 30? That's an hour of your day five days a week that you're missing out on. And you're only awake for 16 or so of those hours anyway. And how about the time when youre showering or pooping? That's easily another half an hour that 's you're not wringing the life out of. Or maybe you are. I'm not familiar with your pooing habits.

But see, here's the thing. I did SO MUCH new stuff this year. The bike riding learning. The car driving learning. The getting married. The other traveling. Changing jobs. Changing addresses. Out with the old. In with the new. And I'm still feeling like the year has passed by really quickly.

Maybe I'm just too old to be amazed by the wonder of new things.

That's a depressing thought.

All I can do is try to see the world through new eyes every day. I'm going to do my best not to let this last month slip right by. I will behold all the glory that I see. I will not let it sneak by under the glaze of the mundane.

I hope.