That’s the way it usually goes. What’s past is past. The future is uncertain. All I have is the present. What is that quote? “Yesterday is History, Tomorrow a Mystery, Today is a Gift, Thats why it’s called the Present.” You can find anything on the Internet. I was looking that up and found the source of the quote. Here’s how it goes:
The full quote often reads: “The clock is running. Make the most of today. Time waits for no man. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why it is called the present.”
In the 1902 book, “Sun Dials and Roses of Yesterday: Garden Delights…” by Alice Morse Earle, it is noted that the words “Time Waits for No Man” is a play on words or punning device of “gnomon” that has been used on sun dials. A gnomon is a pointer on a sun dial. Somewhere along the way came the full quote which has been truncated by some to your version.
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I won’t try to list all the things I did in the past week. It’s too late for that and there isn’t enough that’s noteworthy to go into great detail.
Sunday—home and my visit with DD.
Monday, my neighbor’s uncle’s funeral. She was distressed that little was done according to his and his wife’s wishes. The deceased don’t know it but it does make me wonder if I will get what I want after I die. I went to Goodwill for the first time in ages and bought over $18 worth of used clothing for less than $6. Grocery shopped and got three flats of persimmons. Fuyus & hichayas.
Tuesday, I finally got the Wii set up. I’ve put several hours of exercise on it and it’s neat. DD and merm got one, too, and we have been trading Miis. My Wii age has gone from 53 to 70 to 74 to 44 and back up to 70. I’m not worried. I’m still 66. Wednesday kind of blended into Tuesday.
Thursday, I went for training at the offices where patient accounting is done for all the facilities. Before I left, I got to meet several people I have dealings with and others I’d met already but hadn’t seen for a long time. The place is huge and full of cubicles. It made me thankful I work where I do. After I left there, I went to Earth Fare and hit the olive bar. I sampled so many I didn’t eat the food I’d taken for my lunch. I stopped by Aldi for the first time in months and bought enough grapefruit to do me for a while.
Since I’d bought so many persimmons, of course Dario came through with an email that the ones he grows are ready to ship so I put in an order. There are two other people who want to get some so I won’t have to eat all of them though I probably could.
Friday, it was back to work. I went by to check on my Wordscraper opponent and she was in considerable pain. I hope she’s over it. No matter whether she felt good or not, she slaughtered me the last game and she’s on her way to doing it again. There isn’t a whole lot I can spell with seven vowels and one consonant.
No bulletins at church today. We had a guest speaker and had to wing it. Mercifully, the elder gave the pianist and me the hymns that were being used for church. It’s beginning to sound a lot like Christmas, too. The songs I play for a few weeks every year were among those chosen.
Earlier in the week, my niece had emailed wanting to know what memento I might like as a remembrance of my oldest sister. I told her I would trust her to pick something out for me. When she pressed for more details, I told her something small. When I got home from church, a package was in the mailbox. What was inside was like my sister–little and delicate:
It’s beautiful and the girls did a wonderful job picking it out. There was a sweet note from the two of them, as well.
That’s about it. Tomorrow will be a stay at home day. I have food, food and more food so I don’t need to grocery shop. It’s been raining. Even though we need it, I hope it will slack off enough for me to be able to get back to the track on Monday.