“Minute by Minute” Doobie Brothers 1978

Welcome back to SOLO at SIXTY!

Did y’all remember to move your clocks ahead last weekend or did you find yourself in church an hour early Sunday morning? Maybe you skipped church and slept in? Full disclosure, I slept in. I was exhausted from watching Carolina beat Duke (for the second time this season) Saturday night! GDTBATH!

GO HEELS! In my retro sweater – a gift from my son!

Have you adjusted to losing that hour of sleep? Amazing the effect one hour can have on your life.  It is so dark in the morning, but I have to admit, I am loving the extra light at the end of the day. And the weather has been so pleasant, especially after having snow up here Friday and frigid temperatures in the 30’s Saturday (plus rain!). The sun finally made an appearance Sunday afternoon as the temperatures climbed into the 60’s. And it was light until after 7 pm. Washed the winter off of my car, then sat on my back porch for a bit. Did it again on Monday: came home from work (in daylight, I might add), got my electric throw, and sat on my back porch. The next thing I knew, I was waking up from a nap! (trying to get that hour of sleep back!) I am so ready for spring. You?

“What I love about Daylight Savings Time is that it’s always 5:00 somewhere an hour earlier now.”

Why does DST have to fall on a Saturday night and take that one hour away from our weekend? Why not on a Thursday night to get us closer to the weekend? I am hoping we keep DST and not revert back in the fall. That one hour of sleep is nice to recoup in the fall, but not at the expense of darkness earlier. Over the next month we will gain an hour of light – 2 minutes a day. Thankfully.

“Don’t wait for the perfect moment. Take the moment and make it perfect.”

One hour… sixty minutes… what does an hour mean to you? What can you do in an hour? I can get to Richmond to see my older daughter in an hour. One hour spent with my mom is a treasure. She begins to tire after an hour, and truly we have exhausted our topics of conversation by then, many repeated! But that hour is plenty special. Most of my workouts, cycle classes, and runs take an hour (4% of my day!). An hour phone conversation with friends and family while I am driving (and I do a lot of driving) is priceless. An hour. My older daughter, son-in-law, and granddawg came by to see me last night and visited for an hour.

“Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it but you can use it. You can’t keep it but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it, you can never get it back.”  Harvey Mackay

We are all so busy in our lives, but maybe we could take an hour a week and do something special for someone else. Volunteer. I want to be a cuddler at the hospital with new babies. And what about our own benefit? Ever thought about taking an hour during the week for yourself? Maybe get a massage? A facial? Take a yoga class? A nap? I do find that if I take an hour and organize myself on Sundays my week goes much smoother. Plan my workouts, meals, activities.

“The best preparation for tomorrow is doing your best today.”  H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Speaking of time, did you know that Barbie turned 60 last Saturday? Wonder if she is SOLO at SIXTY too?!? Or did Ken stay faithful? Good ole Barbie never ages… what’s with that?!? Wish I still had my Barbie – that $3 doll is now worth over $27,000!

My younger sister’s birthday was the day before Barbie’s. She is several years younger than Barbie. Y’all know how close I am to my sisters, even more so after becoming SOLO. I know how important family is and I try to find time to be with them as often as I can, so Saturday I left home early to meet my sisters for a birthday lunch at Sweet Potatoes in downtown Winston-Salem. What fun (and GREAT food) we had! We were way too full for dessert, and decided to wait and have that great soft serve ice cream at “Mom’s ice cream parlor.” When we told mom we were celebrating my sister’s birthday, mom just would not believe she was “50-something!” Nor that I am 61 and my older sister is, well, older than me! She’ll never believe she will be 90 this September! But she did tell us that our dad had called her that morning to tell her he had won the “Best Looking Man” contest! And asked if we have heard from him lately? “Uh, not in about 19 years!” Going with the flow, we just said, “well he certainly was a good-looking man!” She thought it was hilarious he was telling her that he won. We did too!

“Live every hour like it’s happy hour.”

So make the most of every hour y’all. Because once that time is gone, there is no getting it back. Spend as much time as you can with those you love, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



PS If this coming weekend is rain free, it will be only the 3rd dry weekend of 2019!

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