I feel that this blog has been put on a back burner of late and it’s feeling neglected. I’m hoping that once school starts, things will fall back into some semblance of a schedule and I can get back to doing what I enjoy, sewing and writing. This week I’ve been able to do just about anything but what I enjoy, although I’ve spent a lot of time with and watching my daughter, now getting ready to begin her freshman year of high school on Monday.
The past 3 weeks I’ve spent working and running my daughter between softball and band commitments. Marching band camp began 3 weeks ago and has left us trying to squeeze in back to school shopping, spending time with friends, seeing last minute summer movies (not me, her) and even normal everyday activities. Just figuring out what to eat for dinner has taken on a whole new meaning trying to make a meal that doesn’t weigh anybody down in this oppressive heat (100+ for 18 days in a row), and yet satisfies everyone. We all eat at a different time, depending on who has to be where, when. I hate it! I don’t feel like we’ve all 3 been together in the same room for more than a minute at a time in the last few weeks.
All the chaos has left me waking up in the middle of the nights in panic mode, thinking of all the things I haven’t done. Let’s see, have I missed any bill payments? doctor’s appointments? meetings? Work has become a blur. I work through each shift waiting to clock out to so we can fly out the door to get the next thing done. I hate this feeling. I want to feel normal again. Then I ask myself, does one ever feel normal when there is a teenager in the house?!
My daughter is out there completing her 10 mile band march-a-thon, a fundraiser. I am heading out once more to go pick her up. I do hope to post photos later, if I get the chance to download them from my camera!
I’m praying for calm.