The instant (not to mention hot, and so very, very dry) summer-like weather has me thrown completely off kilter. At least, that’s what I’m blaming for now.
I started back at my summer job at the end of April, and that groove has been a hard time coming. Spring was cold and late, the rabbits ate all my backyard, and half of the front yard looks terrible. I miss the folks at the “old folks home” and I’m having a hard time with the new schedule of the evening shift at work. I had some difficult customers at work, and I’m just not feeling the retail part of it anymore.
Ok? (It sounds worse than it is. I’m such a whiner.)
But last Monday, when the Starlite apple-crab was in full bloom, we had a birthday party for my oldest, my now 21 year old. It was a very low-key, very nice barbecue later in the day, and the guests (all family) behaved themselves for once, and the evening was short and sweet.
We’ll have to do it again in June, when the youngest turns 18. Right before her graduation. Wayyyyy too much happening in the next month, but so much good stuff, too.