Where does the day go?

I think about this often. It seems that the older I get, the faster the day just flies by.  When I was younger it seemed like a day would last forever; there was time to go to sleep, work, have fun and get things done in those 24 hours.  Now I barely get to sleep 6 hours, by the time I get up and get through work and get home, it’s almost 7 pm!  There just doesn’t seem to be any time to enjoy my day, smell the roses, or just feel like I had a great day.  It’s always the struggle to get my brain to shut up long enough to maybe catch a few hours of sleep, spend at least an hour and a half in traffic to work, hang there for 8 hours, spend another at least an hour and a half trying to get home and walk into a house that looks like a bomb went off in because no one seems to know how to pick up after themselves or help pitch in and do dishes, no matter how much I yell!  I mean...what the hell??!! And the real killer is that two are adults and one is 13! 

Does anyone else feel this way? Is it just me? It can’t be...And more importantly, how do I change it back to feel like I have been given 24 hours in a day, and not just 12? Is it given by how much you enjoy the time or is it that I don’t take the time to appreciate it? I need to figure this out and quick because this really sucks. 

What does this have to do with candles? Absolutely nothing except the fact that I have no time all week to get anything done and it sucks. The up side, we can continue to pay for the roof over our heads for another month, yet it continues to look like a bomb went off in it.  Yay!  

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