Thursday, June 9, 2011
I Need a Beach with Sand and Water and Nothing around for Miles
My brain is mush.
We are wrapping up the school year for my kids here, and all that comes with it. In the last seven days we have attended my son's induction into the National Junior Honor Society, a birthday party for my father, my youngest daughter's baptism, my son's band concert, and my kids' piano recital. We also squeezed in a baseball game on Monday night - our only free night - because it was dollar night at the National's and we haven't been to a game yet this season, which is practically criminal. And the pool opened so we managed a few short hours there on Saturday, between morning and evening obligations.
In between, I've been running like crazy to buy my son a tie for the induction (he needed one, and his old ones were all way too small, which begs the question: What kind of Baptists are we that my son does not have a tie that fits???). At the induction we realized he'd also grown out of his pants, which I just bought in December, so back to the store for those before the concert. Also, teachers need end of year gifts. And also flowers for the piano teacher. And I need a raincoat for Oregon in a week. And there are residual doctor appointments from my surgery two weeks ago.
And somewhere in the last week I received the ten short stories from my workshop group that I need to read and critique before I get on a plane in seven days.
I need sleep. Or caffeine.
I was joking with a friend that I need to raid a kid's Ritalin stash - I'd be more focused, more awake, and possibly skinnier. Shouldn't life come with a prescription like that?
For now, I'll just rely on coffee and the excitement running through our house. I can sleep all summer when the kids are out of school, right?
Oh yeah - that's when my semester starts...
Maybe in a few years...