Wednesday, August 6, 2008

The best laid plans...

I began summer vacation with a plan. It was a good plan, a solid plan, a results-oriented plan. But somehow, the plan got stomped on. No…that’s an understatement. It was shredded, ground up, destroyed…

Who am I to have summer goals? To assume the earth would slow on its methodically spinning axis to suit my time table? Someone without a clue, obviously… But, next summer will be different. My “To-do list” is huge and will survive—what are 12 or so months in the meantime…

Of course, I’m fooling myself. The lazy days of summer are over and have been for a few years…I just wasn’t ready to admit defeat. My house is full of children during the summer…some of them are mine. I never have a quiet moment—I’m interrupted too often to complete any one task. Toss in competitive soccer tournaments, practices, camps…and weekends are dedicated to driving and spectating.

I wouldn’t trade a moment of this chaos though. Well…maybe once in a while, but honestly, when these years are over and my children are living elsewhere, I’ll miss every chaotic nuance. To-do lists will get done, order will reign, writing will happen, and echoes of family activities will follow me through an empty house…

So, with one remaining summer month, it’s time to decide which projects are worth completing and which get shoved into boxes marked “open 2016.” I should probably include tissues—that’s the year M. graduates high school.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Perhaps we just need to have different things on our list? Girls weekends, massages, happy hours on a sun-filled waterfront deck somewhere?? someday.... K-WA

Reverie said...

No wonder my list never dwindled...it was entirely too serious. I'm working on a new list--will there be a pool boy on the water-front deck??

Anonymous said...

One for you and one for me! K