Snapshot of Summer
To quote the 80s cult hit Weird Science, “She’s alive!” Yes, I’m here. And, yes, that is odd that I’m quoting from a movie that I likely didn’t ever finish watching. Now that I think of it, I think my son might like that movie, a boys’ real life fantasy come true.
I was afraid that some people might’ve thought I’d bailed on life given my somewhat cryptic post before signing off in May. What I’d hoped to gain, i.e. clarity, just hasn’t happened. I guess that’s the fantasist in me wishing for something without thinking through the details. Summer + kids don’t equal peace of mind. I can’t even hear my thoughts. I’m more frazzled than when I signed off a month ago. More than a month ago now. I didn’t intend to stay gone this long.
Today is the first day I’ve compiled all of my random thoughts that were stuck in my blogging folder, scribbled on Post Its and on the back of grocery lists. Ideas that I can’t wait to write about. Things like mohawks and autism and how Peter smoked an E-cigarette. My nightmare shopping trip searching for a bathing suit for a 10 year-old girl and how my daughter nearly took off all of her eyebrows. But here’s the thing: I can’t think to blog with these kids around!
My bedroom is like the mecca of our home. A playroom in the absence of a real one. Sure, I could exert my parental authority and kick them out. But it occupies them and keeps them outta my hair. Some things are worth everything.
And even if I were to think enough to write, this damn computer is beyond frustrating! The one that we all stand in line to use. I know hardships are relative, but trying to share one computer for a family of six is a challenge. Access is one thing; using the computer another. There are pop ups and unprovoked commercials blaring from the screen. The computer won’t recognize my flash drive and my blogging site is messed up. There’s a strategy I have to use just to sign on. I’m not able to edit once I post. And when I’m not able to do something to my standards, well, it busts my motivation.
So for now, I’m signing off again until early August. By then, I hope my life will calm down and I’ll get the technical kinks worked out. Not by me, of course. I barely understand ram and gigabytes, etc. I’ll leave you with the quote of the month. More an excerpt really, from my daughter’s teacher’s fifth grade commencement speech. Now, if we could just teach our husbands the same thing…
I was afraid that some people might’ve thought I’d bailed on life given my somewhat cryptic post before signing off in May. What I’d hoped to gain, i.e. clarity, just hasn’t happened. I guess that’s the fantasist in me wishing for something without thinking through the details. Summer + kids don’t equal peace of mind. I can’t even hear my thoughts. I’m more frazzled than when I signed off a month ago. More than a month ago now. I didn’t intend to stay gone this long.
Today is the first day I’ve compiled all of my random thoughts that were stuck in my blogging folder, scribbled on Post Its and on the back of grocery lists. Ideas that I can’t wait to write about. Things like mohawks and autism and how Peter smoked an E-cigarette. My nightmare shopping trip searching for a bathing suit for a 10 year-old girl and how my daughter nearly took off all of her eyebrows. But here’s the thing: I can’t think to blog with these kids around!
My bedroom is like the mecca of our home. A playroom in the absence of a real one. Sure, I could exert my parental authority and kick them out. But it occupies them and keeps them outta my hair. Some things are worth everything.
And even if I were to think enough to write, this damn computer is beyond frustrating! The one that we all stand in line to use. I know hardships are relative, but trying to share one computer for a family of six is a challenge. Access is one thing; using the computer another. There are pop ups and unprovoked commercials blaring from the screen. The computer won’t recognize my flash drive and my blogging site is messed up. There’s a strategy I have to use just to sign on. I’m not able to edit once I post. And when I’m not able to do something to my standards, well, it busts my motivation.
So for now, I’m signing off again until early August. By then, I hope my life will calm down and I’ll get the technical kinks worked out. Not by me, of course. I barely understand ram and gigabytes, etc. I’ll leave you with the quote of the month. More an excerpt really, from my daughter’s teacher’s fifth grade commencement speech. Now, if we could just teach our husbands the same thing…
If you open it, close it.
If you turn it on, turn it off.
If you unlock it, lock it up.
If you break it, admit it.
If you can’t fix it, call someone who can.
If you borrow it, return it.
If you value it, take care of it.
If you make a mess, clean it up.
If you move it, put it back.
If it belongs to someone else, get permission to use it.
If you don’t know how to operate it, leave it alone.
If it’s none of your business, stay out of it.
If what you have to say will brighten someone’s day, say it!
If what you have to say will hurt somebody, don’t say it!
If something isn’t broken, don’t try to fix it.
If you think you know it all, look around and see how little you really know.
If you turn it on, turn it off.
If you unlock it, lock it up.
If you break it, admit it.
If you can’t fix it, call someone who can.
If you borrow it, return it.
If you value it, take care of it.
If you make a mess, clean it up.
If you move it, put it back.
If it belongs to someone else, get permission to use it.
If you don’t know how to operate it, leave it alone.
If it’s none of your business, stay out of it.
If what you have to say will brighten someone’s day, say it!
If what you have to say will hurt somebody, don’t say it!
If something isn’t broken, don’t try to fix it.
If you think you know it all, look around and see how little you really know.
Thank you to all my loyal readers and the ones checking me out for the first time. Every time I checked my blog visitors, I had that queasy feeling thinking you forgot about me. You know, that same feeling of anxiety before I check my bank balance. That’s on my blog list to: misplaced anxiety.
Happy July 4th!
Go Team U.S.A.!
(I can't even do the colored fonts I want! Grrrr....)
Happy July 4th!
Go Team U.S.A.!
(I can't even do the colored fonts I want! Grrrr....)
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