Michael graduated and had his last track meet on Saturday. Meg had her last soccer game last week. Max (partner in Maximum Greens, LLC) gets out of school this week and can take over more responsibilities. I think the carnage of everyday living is coming to a close. I still have a rough June ahead of me at the office, but the craziness should subside everywhere else.
One thing that has become painfully apparent in these past two months of busy-ness: it makes blogging hard: reading stimulates thought, thought stimulates the muse, the muse makes blogging easy. With no time to sit back and read, it's like my thoughts deaden. Worse than that, nothing seems to interest me, except the things that occupy my attention, almost like my entire thought world is turned inward, blocking out stimulus. I'm not whining about it and I'm not too concerned. I'm confident it will come back easily enough (the few moments that opened up to me Saturday evening after spending the entire day at Michael's state track meet gave me reading time . . . and the thoughts that come with it). It's just an interesting observation. Interesting to me, anyway. I'm not sure if y'all have experienced a similar thing.
Saw yesterday: "Self-deprecating humor is great, until others join in."
Well, I haven't ran into this problem yet, thankfully: "It is the simplest, most basic aspect of life: you need food, so you grow some vegetables. If you have extra you sell them on a street corner to your neighbors, and if you live in California you get arrested for it. Licensing is when the government takes a right from you, and sells it back. This California man failed to purchase his rights back from the state." Link.