Well, I'm writing again, although I have nobody to write to. Remember that old song "I talk to myself 'cuz there is no one to talk to"? Yep, that's me.
Tomorrow is the last day of school for my kids, and I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do with them all summer. I suppose, since we now have a neighborhood pool, that we'll do a lot of swimming. Unfortunately, none of my kids are real strong swimmers yet, as we have had no pool in the past, so this is not an adventure I can take on my own. I'll have to get GramaNette to come along. (That's my mom)
As tomorrow is the last day of school, I have several class parties to attend. That's always fun, albeit a little insane dragging two younger kids around with me. "Don't touch, stop touching, that's not for you, don't mess with anything..." If only I had a dime for everytime I have said something along those lines in the last ten years.
This morning I had to take my dog, Sinda, (a 4 1/2 month old Keeshond) to the vet and my mom kept Makenna (4-year-old daughter) and Conner (2-year-old son). After the appointment I brought her home before I picked up the kids. I came in to this totally quiet house and gave her her medicines (heartworm prevention and antibiotic for small puncture wound of unknown origin on her belly) and as I was going about this task I kept noticing how quiet it was. It occurred to me then that I'm only three years away from it being that way every day for like seven hours. I think it will be so great in some ways, but I think I'd better find something to occupy my time or I might go stark raving mad. What will I do with myself? The other thought that I had was that I need to make sure I'm enjoying my kids now, "today while the sun shines", because they will be gone before I know it. Chandler (oldest son) will be ten next month. That means if I do his lifetime again he'll be half-way through his mission already. Holy cow.
(Mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints)
Who am I explaining myself to? I suppose, given some time, there may be someone who actually reads this. Whoever you are, have a nice day, and thanks for stopping by.