But just remember, time is pretty much all we have. It rarely does what it’s told. So when you wish time away, you wish your life away.
Right now there is an old pickle jar on my kitchen counter. It is our “Spring Break 2014” fund. The jar has a jagged slit cut in its metal top and it’s half filled with coins and dollar bills. Someone taped a message to the side of the glass that says, “Arizona or Bust!!”
I’m optimistic. Because a year should be just about the right amount of time to save up.
Mardi Link is a Traverse City writer. Her memoir about motherhood, “Bootstrapper,” will be published in June. Send comments and questions care of the Record-Eagle or via email at firstname.lastname@example.org.