Monday, June 21, 2010
My big kid is at Gramma's house this week so I'm down to two kids for the next few days...I don't know if it's helping. It feels weird. The dynamic is wrong. The little girls keep looking for her. One less kid means I have more time right? Hmm...I don't know how to do 2 kids anymore. I'm wired for 3. Regularly I find that 3 is too much. But this week, only 2 is not enough. Weird.
I just noticed that today is the summer solstice. I feel like all the daylight today will be wasted by the fact that I have nothing planned. Nothing I have to do. Too much daylight and not enough to fill it. For the last few mornings in a row I have found myself taking several seconds to even remember what day it is...distracted by too much "nothing to do."
Halfway gone. Halfway back. Halfway there. Meh.
Last week I vacationed on The Edge. No, not The Verge...nobody goes there on purpose. My Middle kid and I went to The Edge (palm trees, movie stars, multiple places to get frozen yogurt in a single city block) for a birthday trip and it was so thoroughly a vacation from my life that I have not recovered. I can't seem to remember how to assemble the correct ingredients for dinner, pack a diaper in my purse when I walk out the door, go to sleep at a responsible hour...Our host for the week has had such eloquent things to say about the whole visit. Read him here, and here, and here...and I find myself buried under a pile of great material to write about and can't get anything worked out to say.
Writer's block? Nope. I think too much is my problem this week.