Thursday, May 29, 2014

May is a Marathon

May is a marathon.

Long with constant movement.


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But instead of running we are

filling out forms,
 going to concerts 
and banquets 
and graduation parties 
and meetings 
and filling out more forms 
and wrapping up projects that require 
supplies we don’t currently possess
and presentations 
and buying gifts
and signing up for summer camps 
which means filling out more forms
and writing checks 
and “I need a new dress for the blah-blah.” 
and “Wait. I need new shoes for the blah-blah-blah-blah.” 
and “Hey, we are out of toothpaste!”
and “No, I am not putting one more cent into your lunch account! Make your own lunch!!!”
and “Hey, did you email so and so about that thingy-thing?”
and more meetings
and “My throat is sore.”
and “You CAN NOT miss school when there are only 5 days left and you have a presentation due!”
and “Did you return my library book that is over due?”
and “Did you FIND your library book that is over due?!"
and the wrench light came on in the car
and the last time the wrench light came on in the car
we got a new car because the cost to repair what was causing 
the wrench light to come on 
was higher than the current value of the car
and we don’t want to get a new car right now
and “Will you be home between 9-11?”
and “Will you also be home at 2:00?”
and  "You are not busy, right?"
and there are weeds taller than my flowers
and flowers still in their plastic containers waiting to be planted
and they all need water
(except the weeds)
and the lawn keeps growing
and “I had a great workout today, did you?”
and muttered prayers under my breath for strength and patience if the Nesbitt is mentioned EVER. AGAIN.
and everyone still wants dinner,
including the dog
and I feel like I should be doing something else in these precious last days of JUST ME in the house.
Something profound.
But all I can think of is taking an Aleve
and a nap
and it is only 10:00 a.m.
or buying a convertible (who’s wrench light never comes on)
and driving really far away.

So I haven’t had time to sit much to blog.

Because May is a marathon.

And I have a serious cramp.


10 comments:

  1. I soooo feel your pain! I think I have PTSD and May isn't even over yet. I keep thinking it will get better once summer starts, but then I realize I'll have no time to myself. And how is that better?!?

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    1. I know! I need to be careful what I wish for! Thanks for reading!

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  2. Hahaha! I love this!, Karmen!!!!

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  3. Hahaha! I love this!, Karmen!!!!

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  4. Hahahaha! I loved this, Karmen!! So true. May gives December a run for its money. Thanks for the laugh.

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  5. Oh, the dog. He's always adding just one more thing! Thanks for the giggle. This is brilliant! Hang in there. June is almost here!

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  6. Oh Karmen - only you can make such a busy time humerous. Today is the last day of May so I am hoping you can at least slow to a jog in June : ) Have a great weekend!

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