Standards

Isn’t it funny how our standards shift over time?

I used to be such a stickler for being on time or getting things done ahead of time.

Over the years I’ve let my standards slip.

Just a bit.

When I was still a working person I was the first one to arrive in the morning.

Then I considered myself on time if I was walking into the building at my appointed time.

Then, if I was pulling into the parking lot, I was on time.

Then it went to—if I was getting into town at my appointed time, I was on time! LOL

Now I find that lax thinking is invading other parts of my life.

The Christmas tree has been up for days, with the boxes of ornaments sitting around it.

Am I in any rush?

Nope.

If it gets decorated by Christmas Eve before the boys get here I’m still on time!

I’m off to mail my Christmas cards now. Hey, if they get there before New Year’s Day---I’m on time!