Slow change

Back when I was a new nurse at the tender age of forty, I could get up at 6:15 am and be at work at 6:45, ready to clock in. It took me less than fifteen minutes to get ready, shower and all, and the drive to town consumed the rest of the half hour. Amazing compared to the length of time it takes today. I suppose I moved faster then and had a less challenging paint job for the ol' face. Now, twenty-five years later, I need much more than fifteen minutes before I hit the highway. From doing the hair, to greasing up the dry skin, and often packing a lunch, I can take...well I will just say it takes much longer. Just one of those little changes as we move along life's highway.