Monday, June 25, 2007

Summer!

Looks like it's summer again. It's felt like summer for weeks now but we had to wait for the official beginning on the 21st, my niece, Heather's birthday. Somehow I always have this belief that life should be more relaxed in the summer. Probably a hold over from the endless summers of childhood. Remember how those days seemed to last forever? I thought it might feel like that forever - until I shifted over to the adult viewpoint of summer. Yup, the days seem to last forever but not in a carefree way! More like a how long can a day be way instead!

Some days I have no idea what I did to be so busy. Like yesterday. I remember I did stuff---wash, shopping, cooking tacos. (When Jenny comes to visit we have to have tacos. No one makes them for her at home.) I got out some crafts I'd bought and the three J's---Jenny, Jarrod and Jeremiah, painted little clay figurines of bugs, horses and dogs. It kept them all in one place, semi-quiet and doing something. When they got done, we went to play Putt Putt golf. We manged to get passes this year during the half price sale.

I raced back, got ready for the summer crit group and raced to the library. Only two of my friends showed up so we spent more time gossiping and discussing life than doing a critique. Although I did get two commas taken out of a perplexing query letter. After the group, I went with the children, two sisters and my bil to walk two miles around the college track. Do my feet hurt!

Would like to say I got to write but that would be a lie. The only thing even approaching words on paper were the emails I wrote. Today, I have Emma here. Some people might be able to write with a two year old, I can't. Except for this because she's out in the yard with the grandparents.

Spent an almost sleepless night worrying about a problem I'd have liked to discuss with someone - anyone. Made a decision this morning, after two aspirin and going back to bed at 7:30. Second guessing myself if it's right. Only time will tell.

As Scarlett O'Hara used to say, "Tomorrow is another day." And I'm sure Ziggy or someone used to say, "I hope it's better than today."

2 comments:

CJ said...

The sun will come out tomorrow.

nlindabrit said...

I know of few lives as useful and productive as yours, my friend.