I feel like summer is slipping away.
The kids have been out of school for two weeks or so and why aren’t we having lots of fun? You know what will rain on your proverbial parade? A full-time job. I am chained to my desk from 10 a.m. until 3 p.m., and again from 9 p.m. until midnight. I am not a fun mom. I’m a working mom.
The older two kids are heading out to visit a friend on Thursday. So tomorrow I will be working and then getting them packed and ready to travel for the first time on an airplane without me. One of them will return in time for his girlfriend’s visit. Her sister will also be here for a week . . . then the sister leaves and the girlfriend stays for a few more weeks. People will be coming and going a lot this summer.
Maybe when we have house guests we’ll have some fun. I don’t want the whole summer to zoom past before we have enough fun.
In the meantime, between soccer and lacrosse, we’re sitting at kids’ practice fields four days a week.
And my kids are starting to look bored already when they wander into my office for various reasons during my work-day. I do believe in the power of boredom.
In fact, I’d like to experience a little boredom myself right about now.
Wait. Do I want fun? Or boredom? What can I say? I’m just a paradox. I’d like to go to a movie and the beach and Sea World. I want a nap and time to read. And more.