I have been exceedingly overwhelmed and behind schedule; it’s starting to wear on me. This weekend was FULL of things and I managed to get through Saturday morning without freaking out. In fact, instead of thinking about it too much, I just… got through it. And before I knew, the two soccer games and end of season parties were done. Thank God. Stats: Elliot *almost* scored three goals but he saved about five while playing goalie. Isaac’s team had seven goals all season, five of them he scored himself. As of one PM Saturday, soccer season was put to rest. On Sunday evening, around 4:30, I received the email about baseball. LOL. It never ends, does it? OK, I chose to do this, I know.
The menfolk went camping almost directly after soccer ended; Isaac took a brief nap and Ash loaded the car. The site was a little under an hour away where they met his friends who had already set up. All they had to bring was food and clothes. I hear they had fun: canoeing, hot dogs on the fire, potato gun fights. Small ones though. We have a potato launcher that would kill you if aimed at a person. Ash said they didn’t complain about sleeping in a tent and woke feeling great. Though Elliot did puke the next morning, we surmise it was from too much junk food. He’s not used to overdoing it on chips and sweets.
Baby and I whiled away our hours, playing, cleaning, and getting food from Whole Foods. Once she was asleep, I pretty much just lazed around. Ok, untrue. I graded papers and read. The next morning, we got a lot done in the house and the boys were all home a bit before one. We didn’t do much; Ash has a really bad ache in his neck, to the point where he can barely turn his head. We sort of watched the Oscars; I was more focused on getting laundry done and making dinner. Once that was done, I was just exhausted.
That’s all I’ve got; it’s Monday and I suck. Come back tomorrow for coherent thoughts.