I am shocked again at how fast our summer has flown by. You'd think I'd be used to this by now but no, I'm still amazed. It began with the end of the school year panic about how am I going to keep our daughter occupied and ended with school starts when??!! Our girl did have a good summer. I can't say it was Facebook glamorous. There were no pictures of us checking in to this or that amusement park or getaway spot but thanks to camp, she managed a few fun trips and we made it to the beach.
Fall, will probably fly by in a sneeze. Besides the blur of homework and soccer, I have a consignment sale, a martial arts test, a birthday party, and a contest entry to handle. I also managed to commit myself to regular blogposts on a large website for promotional purposes. Changing my name to skippy would probably give me copyright issues with a major corporation so I'll settle for an unofficial nickname. I'm wondering how thin I can spread myself.
It would help me get a grip if I could manage to eat my elephant one bite at a time. Making lists help and maybe a dose of reality would aslo be nice. I will not be able to pull everything off, at least not perfectly or when I would like. Admitting that I don't have a cape and phone booth is depressing. The fun thing about having 'can't remember s**t' and lists it that you have to remember where the hell you put the damn lists. Starting things early although almost against my genetics is also helpful.
Another shocker would be to remember that life will go on. My test is not a death match where the loser gets eaten by a bear. I will do what I can to make time to write and maybe dig up some old pieces or leaf through some handwritten things to type in and post if I get stuck. Setting a reasonable word count for fall posting would help. Once our daughter starts school and soccer, I'm bound to find something funny to rant about.
Our daughter will definitely turn 8 and come hell or high water there will be an ice cream cake. The rest will come together one way or another. We already have half the gifts for her. The toughest part is telling my inlaws and our friends what her majesty would like for her birthday. This is a good problem to have, Hellllooooo, we are blessed, remember??? God forbid we should hang onto that.
Another outcome of all this stress is that I'm losing my hair. It was getting so bad I went to a dermatologist for help. I am told the leading cause is - you guessed it - stress! Stop worrying about losing your hair, it causes hair loss! I was told my hair is healthy, it's just abandoning ship. Peachy, I may have to start shopping for hats, or snarky baseball caps.
Could we not completely freak out and find patches of time to actually enjoy rather than survive?? My God, I may need an oxygen mask! Let's not go completely nuts. They say that exercise is also good stress relief. I've been having some ungodly workouts lately but for some reason the only thing I've gotten is sore. The upside of this is that I'm working off my alcohol and chocolate in advance.
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