Don’t get me wrong… the weather is lovely. I like having really low utility bills; I enjoy the low incidence of mosquitoes.<\/p>\n
It’s the breakneck schedule, the cramming of a year’s worth of activities into one month that I despise. <\/p>\n
I’m sure it’s better for folks without a flock of children at home, but for parents, it’s madness. Every major project, final exam, and most field trips are scheduled in the month of May, meaning that my calendar is illegible at this point and after a long day of productive adult things, I have to oversee the completion of a 9-weeks social studies project (which, of course, requires cooking a medieval dish), followed by the teen living project (requiring that I print a bunch of family pictures, followed by cooking Delta’s favorite food — chicken and dumplings — for the whole class).<\/p>\n
Why do all the end of the year projects involve cooking and hauling it to school?<\/p>\n
Beta’s vehicle allegedly needs $1,300+ in repairs, but they’re all things that He Who Tames Flying Monkeys can do for far less (a new head gasket, new plugs and wires, and flush the radiator)… so his weekend’s booked. I don’t claim to be able to replace a head gasket without supervision, but I expect to have to help.<\/p>\n
Alpha’s coming home tomorrow, so Netmom’s Moving Service is called back into action. Remember how much stuff<\/a> she took to UT back in August? Well, now she’s had nine months to accumulate all the trappings of college, and it all has to come home.<\/p>\n There are a few little budget meetings I have to show up for, and a little campaigning<\/a> here and there if I want to keep doing the work I love.<\/p>\n And, my best client<\/a> is opening a new office on June 1. She hasn’t been at all demanding, but I still wake up feeling guilty, thinking up ad strategies, and all that stuff. <\/p>\n June is going to be sweet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Don’t get me wrong… the weather is lovely. I like having really low utility bills; I enjoy the low incidence of mosquitoes. It’s the breakneck schedule, the cramming of a year’s worth of activities into one month that I despise. … Continue reading