- I don’t know how it is already getting on towards mid-September. How is it already football season again? I was working through my XM presets in the car and on the Yacht Rock station, they were playing a love song from the 90s and I was like, what happened to my station?? And I remembered that it goes away at the end of summer and obviously, mid-September is no longer summer! In Florida it’s still warm so I always forget.
- I did manage to get my Halloween/Fall stuff out of storage on Sunday. Well, Ash and Isaac did. I helped a little. I don’t know how serious they are about the not lifting 20 pounds after eye surgery. Are they directions for day one? Older people? I mean, I probably did lift 20 pounds or more at some point during the weekend. And I am fine.
- I want to decorate this week but I was assessing each evening, thinking about the amount of actual time I have, and I really don’t see it happening. Maybe one or two new things put up each day is reasonable. I mean, yesterday was go go go; left work, went to store, made salads for us and tortellini and sauce for Kids. Took Ell to gym, took Isaac to soccer, went to Total Wine, got Ell from gym, then had about 30 mins before getting Isaac. By then, it was 9!
- When I first got back from vacation in early August, I had plans to have sushi with two of my friends. Well, as you may recall, I got Covid and was really not feeling it. I felt bad for canceling but I had no choice. This friend group has always been interesting because some of the women in it hang out more together than with me, which is fine but also sort of alienating at times. They go to the gym together and it sort of works out better for them. More of a convenience thing. Then, one weekend at the end of August, they went to the beach and I didn’t even get an invite. However, I was already booked so it didn’t matter. This morning though, my friend asked if we wanted to try for sushi again. So I know in my heart of hearts, no one is purposely excluding me. I think it’s just my low-key lack of confidence that always makes me jump to that conclusion.
- I hate to complain but I feel sort of emotionally fragile this week. I don’t know if it’s the changing of seasons (could be, even though it’s not cool here. You can tell summer is over though) or just all the upcoming changes. About a year ago, I struggled with watching my son get into other kids’ cars and worried if he’d be safe. Now, I have to deal with handing him keys and watching him drive away. While I trust him more than the other teen boys, it’s still a really weird shift. It seems so sudden and I must relinquish control. This is difficult for someone who tries to craft their life around having everything just right. I like to pride myself on an ability to let things go but we all know that’s so not true. I like to have some semblance of control. And in this situation, the only control I have is the fact that we taught him how to drive and he knows the basic ins and outs of being aware so he can react correctly. Because at the end of the day, that’s all any of us have while in traffic.
- Sometimes when life feels overwhelming, I find myself thinking back to when the kids were little. Our major concerns were paying daycare, organizing birthday parties, taking them to the playground to get out of the house. It felt like a lot but sometimes those days seem like a breeze compared to now. Maybe that was because I was comfortable in my job. So that part of life was already taken care of.
- I finished that book I’d mentioned, the one named We Sold Our Souls. In a lot of ways, I loved it. It had little nods to music and specifically, metal, that resonated with me to my core. Things about how music is inside you and everyone else who knows it, KNOWS IT. It also had some background themes of the way the masses can get sucked into an idea and be controlled by it; themes of consumerism and numbing your pain from life’s problems. I enjoyed that. In some ways, I wanted the main character to have more of a motive but in the end, I think that answered itself. I think it was worth the read and sometimes, that’s all I’m looking for by the time I finish. I want to feel like it was worth the time I spent.
- A friend I hadn’t spoken to in a bit asked what I’d been up to and and I said, besides working, in the words of Jimmy Buffett, ‘Trying to reason with hurricane season.’ It was relevant news to her that the Ghost concert I was supposed to go to was canceled. She and I have the love for the band in common. And the song is about how things are out of your control a lot of times and you must, well ‘breathe in, breathe out, move on.’ That’s a line from another hurricane song of his from after Katrina.
- This morning, I did not see my daughter leave on the camera. So of course, I am worried. I called her at 7:32 and told her I was proud of her for being so responsible but then? No movement. What’s most likely? Cameras didn’t fire when she left. We have a conference with her teacher later so here’s hoping everything is fine anyway! I hate stuff like that though. Think about the old days when parents had no clue where their kids were at certain times. We only worry because we have means of making sure so then, when those means go bad, we think the worst. It’s truly an awful part of the advancing technology.
- Just got an urgent tribute to edit so I’m out. Happy Tuesday!
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My husband was very careful with the twenty pound thing but he’s older and had had a previous retinal detachment. I’d follow guidelines as much as you can–your eyes are nothing to mess with.
Your feelings are all over the board. Kids can make them really be all over the board. I so remember. My son is 53 years old. I do remember letting him go though.
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iHeart has a Yacht Rock station. I think you have to be one of their paid subscribers, but maybe you just have to put up with commercials to listen.
When we do tortellini, we just toss it with olive oil and Italian spices. It’s really good…
I remember watching the movie “Parenthood” before I had kids and finding it entertaining. Then I had kids and it’s so true – you never really stop worrying. Watching them drive off solo is a big milestone.