Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for August 24, 2023

don’t call me, I’m leaving early

How will she know when the last minute gets there?

She needs a fire in August?

That’s my sister, all the time.

None of us wants to rush that.

My sister was born 44 days late, and she’s been that late ever since.

Never put off until tomorrow what you can do day after tomorrow just as well

….is it that hard to get up!

I work better under pressure. That’s my story anyway. Or my deepest hope.

years ago all us kids and families would go to mom’s for Easter dinner, mom would tell us what time but would tell one of my sisters a hour earlier so she wouldn’t be too late.

Time waits for no one.

“The last minute just went by.”

“Oh well, maybe next time…”

Even the little fish thinks she’s batty.

Good old Aunty, never put off until tomorrow what you can put off until the day after tomorrow.

I never forget that being on time means getting there at the appointed hour. Meeting at 8 means at 8 of the clock. Not 7:59 or earlier.

I have a t-shirt with that written on it. I often wear it to meetings and choir practice.

I am so conditioned by my sport (Eventing, disqualified and eliminated, and loss of significant cash, if late to one’s assigned test time) I am hardly ever late anywhere except to sleep.

By the clock on the mantle

OK, we’ll come back tomorrow and see.

I could wait for her forever……..and hope she never shows up.

Considering the fact that I finish everything at the last minute regardless of when I start, it almost seems like a waste of time to start too far in advance!

That is almost always a good plan. Except when you have to Pee.