|The first of June
||[Jun. 1st, 2004|07:06 pm]
Friday night as we were crawling into bed I said to Ferrett in all seriousness, "Summer's almost over!"
He looked at me like I was insane. And to a certain degree I acknowledge that yes, I am overreacting. But the schedule is filling up so fast, and there are so many things that I want to do that haven't even been scheduled, that it feels like the whole summer will be over before I get a chance to breathe. This weekend we are going to Massachusetts for Erin's graduation from highschool and to bring her back here for the summer. The first week of August is booked for a real family vacation. Ferrett's mom and stepdad will be visiting, and his dad, and my stepmom, all at different times. August is dedicated to Amy, just as it was last year. It already feels packed and we haven't even started scheduling in fun with friends. And in the midst of all this - which I want to do - I have to find time to just be slow and rest, which I need to do.
Life is good, and friends are good, and I know I'm really fortunate. But WOW do I wish I could split myself in half, let the busy half do its thing all summer and the resty half rest, and then mash them back together at the end of August!