The summer of my discontent

I don’t know if I’ve ever been eager for a summer to end in my life.  But here I am, a faux grown-up on my best day, counting down the days until school starts (21).

Again, this isn’t my usual M.O.  I don’t try to make time rush – I’m old enough to know time does fly and to be happy with the time we’re in right now.  So why the attitude?

This summer’s sort of been…meh.

It’s been about moving.  And packing.  And unpacking.  And cleaning.  And organzing. And teenagers slothing about.  And injuries, so that I have to sloth about and then find myself in a weird position of daydreaming about being able to unpack and organize and clean.

I’m not wishing for excitement – I’m too smart for that.  I’m just saying that the most exciting thing that’s happened this summer is me trying acupuncture (which, for the record, is some sort of magical mojo for the body. It’s bizarre and works. Don’t ask me how, all I know is I went in after falling and wrenching my shoulder, she poked needles in my leg, and my shoulder stopped hurting. I sprained my hand, she put needles in it, and it improved by 50% the next day.)

But really, that’s sort of been my summer.  Here. Just here, doing some of the stuff – just not the stuff I want to do. I mean, I came up with this great plotline for characters I developed years ago, characters I loved but couldn’t figure out what their purpose was, and just then, one evening – bam! – I figured it all out. Which is actually more exciting than acupuncture. However, I just don’t have time to devote to writing right now because Maura.

This is where someone who’s read too many inspirational memes on Pinterest would be all “NO EXCUSES! Start living your life!”

Yeah…great…watch Maura for me?  She likes to dig in dirt and throw stuff in anger. Good luck.  Wait…where are you going? Come back!

But hey, life isn’t always about it being fabulous and fun.  Sometimes, there’s meh summers,  just okay Christmases, and low-key birthdays.  Sometimes, a good day does involve a meltdown, but it’s good because the melty girl recovered quickly and you were still able to have a great outing. Sometimes life means having that excuse, but knowing that it’s only an excuse for a couple more weeks, then you can start tackling those big goals.

Meanwhile, I’m going to continue watching Phineas and Ferb with Maura…