Oh, to have many irons in the fire... To invest in a number of possible outcomes and anticipate that at least some (maybe all?) will come to pass – ah, that’s satisfying!
But, it means, too, that time zips by with the speed of falling snow.
And there is a lot of falling snow right now. Madly swirling. I take note fleetingly on my walk home from the bus stop.
Only fleetingly. At home, I have work to do, irons to put into fires.
Or, in the alternative, I can finish my work and put the feet up and watch a late show. And pick up on the irons and the fires another day.