One Down, 11 More to Go
Months that is. Not that this is a countdown, but I can’t freakin believe it’s February already.
Three years ago I was teetering on a relationship with a long time friend; it seems like I just sent her home on a plane last week. I remember as a kid, everything felt forever. Everything felt like it was taking too long to get there. Road trips, birthdays, Christmas always felt like it was a brutal countdown and now I’m wishing for time to slow down so I can try to attend to all the matters that need addressing.
I feel like Lucy when she and Ethel are at the chocolate candy assembly line. At first things start at a nice pace, but then things get wonky fast and she can’t keep up and starts eating the candies she can’t wrap – and if I have to explain this bit to you, you’re in serious need of some I Love Lucy time. It’s classic for any generation.
Well that’s what’s happening. Things are getting eaten and it’s starting to make me feel sick and overwhelmed. We have all these trips and adventures planned for this year and month, not to mention our usual barrage of weekend mayhem.
Here’s to not being too overwhelmed that we can’t write about it.