When you stop long enough, it’s hard to catch up. The train has long since left the station and it takes extra effort to sprint down the tracks and jump on board. Who has the energy?
That’s why I have been silent here. I stopped writing long enough to lose the rhythm. So tonight, I jump back in with a stilted update. (For all two and a half of my regular readers.)
In a few days, I’m taking a trip with my daughter to our old home state. We are looking forward to the experience for a bunch of reasons, including but not limited to seeing our old house, getting our hair done by our former stylist, visiting Mt. Rainier, seeing family and friends and (for me) eating at Taco Time. I’m also looking forward to cool nights.
But, of course, to get ready for a trip–especially when we are leaving behind more than half the family–a lot of preparation is required. I want to get the laundry caught up and the fridge cleaned out and the trash taken out. Et cetera. I need to clean the guinea pig cage and get kitty litter.
And because life gets all jumbled up sometimes, we are having company over on Sunday afternoon. This explains the carpet cleaner and picture hanging and lists of food to prepare. I have a lot to do. I’m already sweaty just thinking about it.
Crowd in my son’s haircut and job interview . . . transportation to another son’s job . . . soccer practices and the fact that my son starts his senior year while we are still gone (WHO WILL TAKE THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL PHOTO?!) . . . it’s just a lot to consider. I’d like to consider just taking a nap, really.
I’ve spent the last couple of days trying to arrange coverage for my own job responsibilities.
I need a pedicure.
By the way, don’t you hate it when you run out of checks? I use them so infrequently that I thought they’d never run out. But they did.
So there. We’re all caught up and forgiven for the silence. And now, let’s try to keep up, shall we?