Its like my life is one loooong grocery store receipt that I crumpled into a ball and shoved into an already overstuffed handbag. Finally I looked up and went, "What the HELL did I do with that receipt?!?" I fished it out and uncurled it, spreading it on the dining room table, smoothing out the wrinkles with the edges of my hands. And took a deep breath, and sighed.
Everything was astray - I felt off blanace - and out of my element in my own home. I ran and ran and ran for weeks straight - from events and outings here at home, to last minute packing then boarding a Sunday afternoon flight. The solitude I had on that flight were the last minutes of quiet and 'alone time' I was to have for...well...quite awhile.
My conference last week went very well (I've already posted about it) but it was back-to-back-to-back seminars and dinners and nights out for four days straight. I chased it with an early morning flight and a shot of two excited little boys (one with a stomach bug) and a hubby just about on his way out the door to work.
Friday, of course, we headed out together to the concert, then hubs worked the rest of the weekend. I posted that I didn't have any plans for the 'last hurrah' of the summer, but we did get over to my Aunt and Uncles on Sunday to grill out and I did get some errands run while Jay was home during the day.
That little bit of calm was what I really needed. I still feel a day behind on this week - this 'Tuesday that acts like a Monday' thing is nice (I'll take the shorter week anytime) but it means that I forgot today was Will's 18-month doctor's appointment and that tomorrow we have a family photo appointment. No idea yet what we'll wear and Nick needs a haircut.
I think I need a soak in a hot tub and a glass of wine! I know I'll eventually get the 'too small' clothes put away and make a home cooked meal again...some day.
So...this is my bruise, eight days after hitting it on the bed in my hotel. *owie*
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I swear, Colleen, I think that this time of year affects all the moms the same way. The crazy rush rush rush that comes with cramming in eighty million events and "vacations." In quotes, mind you, because I never feel like I truly get a vacation. Then its the mad dash to get the kids off to the first day of school. Add in work, and home obligations...it's enough to make one insane. I am looking forward to NO MORE TRAVELING and some much needed quiet. I hope you get some of the same :)
life goes too fast to not have a vacation. or quiet. i feel like i live the movie the groundhog day.
i totally get and relate to this post!!!
xo
Honestly you did more during that time frame than I do in a year. I love my quite "sit on my butt" lifestyle. I can go days without leaving the house. That is one heck of a bruise.
I'm with ya. My summer didn't feel like summer, and have had a lot of negative things going on lately. I've been so down and out that I've just started putting up crap posts because I'm not brave enough to say anything anymore.
This post, however, is way more eloquent and I really like it. I like the honesty. I like knowing I'm not the only one feeling out-of-sorts in my own life (sorry if that sounds like I'm excited you're feeling down). I really hope the wrinkles straighten up for you pronto so that you can start feeling normal again. :)
{{hugs}}
I feel the same way! But mine is because of this herniated disc! My hubby is trying his best but this house is SUCH a mess that it's driving me nuts! And when I think I'm starting to feel better and I start to clean I end up back on the couch again! My moms coming today to hep out a bit so I'm hoping to put her to work. ;)
Mommy time-outs are essential to our sanity and it sounds like you need one! When I start feeling like you do here I put down as many things as I can, don't do anything you don't have to and just take it easy.
My Calgon post needs to be written. It's screaming to get out!
Hang in there kiddo, you'll get thru it! And that bruise....owie!
Have a glass of wine tonight - what the heck, have two! :)
The laundry and the homecooked meals will always be there to do.
(((hugs)))
I hear ya sista!
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