Massively Burnt

I am massively burnt out. Yesterday, I cleared my plate of all work obligations to get my head back together. I wasn’t totally happy with those projects anyway, and they had begun to hang around my neck like a week-old sausage necklace.

So, this morning, for like the first time in months and months, I don’t have any responsibility. The family chores are done, and there are no interviews to schedule. What ever shall I do? Nada.

I’m answering some e-mail, finishing this blog post, and then going out for a long walk. I’m enjoying the moment. Because things will get awful again soon. I couldn’t find a proper camp for Ian this year, so I signed him up for half a dozen short activities – swim lessons, Kumon, music, summer school, computing classes, horseback riding lessons. The last two weeks of August will be band camp at his school; if my mom can’t help out, I’ll have to drive four hours a day for that one.

Driving has also gotten tricky around here, because we only have two cars, and Jonah is using Steve’s commuter car to get to his summer job. So, I need to pick up Steve at the train station at 6:30 every day.  Most of the time, I’m cool with it, but yesterday, I kinda flipped out on him, because I was juggling a whole lot of parenting chores that day.  I may or may not have ranted for a full forty minutes about the goddamn Pony Power medical release form.

Jonah’s new job as a bus boy at a local restaurant is working out. He loves being the young guy who gossips about soccer with the bartender and listens to the waitresses bitch about each other. 

Those half-finished French fries and barely touched steak that got sent back to the kitchen? Yeah. Jonah ate it. He feels no shame.

And the next time that you rely on wikipedia for information, I want you to keep in the mind that Ian has apparently become a wikipedia editor and is inputting information. He won’t admit which pages he’s changed, because he thinks he’s in trouble. Steve figured it out what was going on, after examining the search history on his internet browser.

I’m really glad that we’re in summer-mode. Even with the driving problems, I need something new. After I go for my walk, I’m going to throw open the windows, blast some music, and clean the house. I love changes.

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9 thoughts on “Massively Burnt

  1. Laura said:

    “if my mom can’t help out, I’ll have to drive four hours a day for that one.”

    Ay yay yay!

    I feel disgruntled enough about our current camp schedule: drop Kid 2 off in AM under 10 minutes away, pick Kid 2 up 90 minutes later, drop Kid 1 off in PM, pick up Kid 1 90 minutes later.

    Next week, same in different locations. (There’s also some fancy footwork with my husband teaching some other classes in the program and one of the kids going with him some of the time.)

    My jet lag and a chest cold don’t help, though. When the big kids are home, I’ve put them on Baby T duty and am generously ignoring their usual roster of other required summer home activities.

    “So, I need to pick up Steve at the train station at 6:30 every day.”

    Very traditional!

    “And the next time that you rely on wikipedia for information, I want you to keep in the mind that Ian has apparently become a wikipedia editor and is inputting information. He won’t admit which pages he’s changed, because he thinks he’s in trouble. Steve figured it out what was going on, after examining the search history on his internet browser.”

    That’s hilarious!

  2. “I kinda flipped out on him, because I was juggling a whole of parenting chores that day.”

    Heh. I might resemble this comment.

    E’s 9th grade English class has been a disaster of epic proportions and I’ve been stressing about that and planning to call for an evaluation and IEP meeting, but today was the last day of finals and tomorrow is a half day then he’s done. S got a job offer today and is taking it, working in one of those discount stores. I’m half way through a summer course and hating every minute of it, but gotta send the girl to college. I think what I hate most is getting up at 8 am. Then I come home, nap for 2 hours, stay up late, and the cycle continues.

    We are being unnaturally social this year so far and are heading to a friend’s for a BBQ this weekend. Her father is in town from Germany, so she gets together all of her friends who know any German one night and we try to speak German to her father, who speaks better English than we do German. 🙂

    1. Wendy said:

      “E’s 9th grade English class has been a disaster of epic proportions and I’ve been stressing about that and planning to call for an evaluation and IEP meeting, but today was the last day of finals and tomorrow is a half day then he’s done.”

      Does E get this person next year?

      1. Nope. I don’t think she’d mind having Eric in class again if it meant not having to deal with me, though.

  3. I jus flipped out at kiddo, who was being a perfectly ok 16yo because I couldn’t find my watercolor paints. I was told to take a deep breath and calm down. That did not calm me down.

    1. One of my cousins was born in NJ and lived in Florida, and he lives in Oklahoma right now. His FB is a constant stream of stories about “Florida wo/man” or “New Jersey wo/man.” Or about the weather in Oklahoma.

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