One Last Masterpiece

One Last Hunt

One last volcano

One Last Dig

One last rack

One last pair of socks

One Last Bride

One Last Time

One Last Look Back

One Last Fajita

One Last Foggy Morning

There Will Always Be Time

   

If this were my last year here, would I really be in Ikea?  I can't just post a simple trip for a dresser on my blog, can I? I'm supposed to be living every minute as if it were my last.  

I overhear a mother and daughter discussing which mirror would compliment the carpet color they've selected. While listening to them talk I find myself wondering if it really matters. For a moment, I felt removed from everything around me. Was anyone concerned with what is supposed to happen?  I was curious. 
 

I told my wife I would be right back. The look on her face was one of confusion. She could tell the wheels were spinning, but she's used to this. I hit the warehouse section and it was business as usual.

A woman kindly asks if this is the line for checkout. She knows the answer is "yes", but is still stunned by the response.

I pass those fortunate enough to have missed the wait by minutes......

And then I see the one thing everyone is waiting for.  An exit.  Everyone behind me wants to be where I am right now, but they have to go through that one last obstacle. I pause for a minute and think of what Ikea will be like on Dec. 21st 2012 if the world does end. I think about how clueless we are, then decide I need to tell my wife we can't spend our time like this.  Time is too precious.  As quickly as I can, I run up to find her...

She turns to me, smiles, grabs my hand and pulls me to look at something.  "What do you think?" she says as she plops on a sofa.  "Isn't it wonderful?"  I can't help but smirk.  I sit next to her, she rests her head on my shoulder and says "Sit here with me."

I look at her, smile, and put my feet up.  I was no longer concerned.  Suddenly, I had all the time in the world.......

 

One Last Dreary Day

One Last Bracket

One Last 10 Minute Wait

One Last Combo

One Last Fortune

One Last Self Portrait

One Last Needle Drop

Daylight Savings

The BEST part of March.....

This is the first time in 5 months that my wife and I have had time to play in the sunlight with the dogs on a work day.

Why?

Whether you believe the world will end in 2012 or not, is up to you.  My intention is not to question or argue if it will or will not happen.  This is a documentation of my life and those in it before its supposed end.  For me, this will answer the question "Am I living my life in 2012 as if I had One Last Year?"