July 13, 2007 by Marj Hatzell
Another week down. Where the heck did it go? Anyone see it? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
In one respect I like it when time seems to pass so quickly that I do not remember half of what I’ve done that particular week. Occasionally (like yesterday) I cannot catch my breathe and long to put the breaks on, desperate to pause time for just a few moments at a feeble attempt to lessen my heart rate and heart burn. For the most part, let it pass.
Poopy basement? Glad it’s gone.
In-law visit? Nice, but happy they left.
Therapy? We need it but sometimes I get sick of people in my house all the time.
School and camp? I am glad they are going (they need it) but getting it all together to get them out the door, I can live without.
Appointments and obligations? Happy to oblige but happy we got through it.
Just waiting for the weekend to start. I get a break, get some relief, get it together. Having hubby home to help is HELLA YEAH! (look at me using alliteration. I’m so cunning)
Weekend plans? Might get a facial with my sister who is starting Mary Kay. Not Dino Boy’s mom, the other older one. Might hang curtains. Might check out a paint color for the Family Room, since Tuscan Beige is actually code word for “boring pink that clashes with brick.” Might catch up on the little things I didn’t get done during the week, like dusting and cleaning. Or I might just spend quality time with the kids and husband and say the heck with the rest.
Life is short. Play hard.