That’s what dh and I always say when we lose track of time. It’s a play on the phrase “time flies when you are having fun”, only usually we aren’t having much fun. Usually we say it when we poke our heads up from a project and realize several hours have passed in the real world, while it’s only been a few minutes in project land. Today, for instance, I have been involved in some blog pruning, and so this has happened to me repeatedly. Since I need to get the job done before I forget what I was doing, and I refuse to add one more item to my to do list (because, HELLO, ONE HUNDRED SEVEN things is enough!!!!!!!!), I’ve been heading back to it each time I get a few minutes.

Now, I am one of those people who really gets involved, and I mean I get involved to the extent that I forget to eat, and I forget to go to the bathroom, and I forget to have a sip of drink, and I forget to take a break until I am well beyond my physical comfort zone. What I need, I think, is a chair equipped with an automatic ejection device, but I would settle for an alarm watch. I couldn’t find a Women’s Seiko Watch with an alarm, but I do like the functional practicality of the one pictured above. It’s meets my one non-negotiable standard in a watch–it must have all 12 numbers, because I like to be able to tell the time at a glance, and not be counting out hashmarks to do it. Maybe I could just have that watch, and just let the kids pinch me at regular intervals to remind me to get up and take care of other stuff???