Sayings…

Years ago, a guy I worked with would say, “When you are younger, the days are fast, but the years are long. When you are older, the days are long, and the years are short.” Kevin heard it from an older man when he was young.

The first time I heard this, I was in my 30s and had to think about it for a second. In my 50s, it rings so true it’s deafening. Scary actually.

I just said on Friday afternoon that my four years in high school felt like they went forever, but the four years since we started our business have flown by. 

In January, our son Sam left to go back to school and said he had 16 weeks straight of classes before he graduated nursing school. I was sad because I thought it would be a long time before I saw him again; we go to Delhi for his graduation and to help him move some things home in less than 3 weeks. 

The weeks are flying by. Here at VT Spätzle, we take each week, actually one day at a time. Our wholesale orders are made to order; everything that gets delivered is freshly made. 

We’ve been back to working 6 days a week, which is something that hasn’t been necessary for a long, long time. It’s great that we need to; it just takes a little re-adjusting. 

We’ve been getting up early, working in the production kitchen then trying to keep up with everything else that needs to be done. I generally take care of things in the house, Marty takes care of the outside projects. Writing is a priority for me because I love it, I am still struggling with fitting in my workouts.

Whether it’s that I am not used to working a lot again or tired in the later afternoons from my vaccinations, whatever the case, the day is so damn long! I can’t wait to go to bed! By 8:30 pm, I am literally like, “Get the fuck out of my way! I need to go to bed!”🥱

I’ve never been a person who can fall asleep early. On the other hand, Marty can eat dinner at 6 and go to bed at 6:30 and fall asleep in 7 seconds. How people like him can do that is something I’ve been asking myself for decades. 

This week I’ve been in bed before 9 pm and fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow. After struggling with sleep issues for years, this is pretty remarkable. Even Marty said this morning; it’s crazy how I have been asleep so fast and early.

Sunday’s are our only day off, and I am actually thrilled it’s going to be rainy and cool. I need to rest today and rejuvenate myself for next week. If it were sunny and warm, I know I would be starting 4 projects and not “take the day off.”

Next week, I go back to teaching belly dance Wednesday night. I am so happy to be going back after 6 months. I always have a focus for our 6-week sessions. The focus is not only for me but also for everyone to build up our stamina and endurance again. Dancing for two hours pretty much straight after not doing it for almost a year will take some time. 

Next week, I will take one day at a time as we do with the business. I won’t beat myself up if I get tired; I’ll give in and not be a stubborn asshole by resting or turning in early. “The days are long, and the weeks are short” feels like an understatement these days. 

The guy Kevin I worked with also had a saying, “Another day, another dollar. A million days, a million dollars.” When I came home one night and repeated what Kevin said, our youngest son Sam who was in the 6th grade at the time, immediately piped in with his two cents. “That’s so wrong, Mama Julz. If a person worked for only a dollar a day for 365 days a year for 70 years, they would only make $25,550.” Smartass kid, who actually says, “I’d rather be a smart ass than a dumb ass.” I wonder where he gets it from? 😂

With that, I will leave you with the hope that you enjoy your Sunday…the term for Sundays, “A day of rest,” will be my mantra without feeling guilty one bit.