From now on, the titles are all Family Guy quotes because my brain is far to exhausted to be original.
My body intuitively knows that “school is out”. 17 years (or so) of having 3 months leisure is ingrained into my system. Everything in me is shutting down – putting on shorts, watching the blue sky, diving from the high dive and bleaching in the sun. Unfortunately the 10 years of working hasn’t surpassed the old habit and I still sit at this desk, work on whatever it is I’m supposed to be doing, continually nagged by my vacated mind “its time to go, come on, the pool is open, let’s go man!”.
We had a very packed weekend. Parties. Cornhole. Beer. Grilling. Sun. Rain. Totter\’s Otterville. Church.
Saturday I went out to the driving range (at Lunken) with Jason. Watched him toss his iron about 50 yards (very funny). Came home and gathered up the circus and amscrayed to Totter’s Otterville in celebration of Elliott’s birthday.
Sunday I played at worship (got up early). Then went to the Hartsock’s for a get together. Talked, played cornhole (and lost badly — but what can I say, that was only the second time I’ve ever played the “game”), drank a few beers and let the kids stay up entirely too late.
Monday morning sucked. It was rainy. The kids were surly. I was cranky. Sonya was itchy/irritated. Then we got a sitter for the kids so that we could enjoy ourselves at Tony’s party. So, we got to hang out with Jared and Kim (we wanted to bring the kids, but they were just worn down from — well, so much happening over the last few weeks).
This week packing, working and preparing for vacation and closing and moving and the insanity that is about to whoop our ass.
Deep breath — jump ….