Since the beginning of May I’ve been off my feed. Off my game. Off my rocker.
Let’s just say “off” and you can pick your favorite metaphor.
I have weird periods of the year where the planet seems to be moving through a “Mess Up Lori Cosmic Dust Cloud,” but May isn’t typically one of those months. May is usually fine. In general the only wacky thing about May is that it has Mother’s Day AND my mom’s birthday, but that’s just not a big deal in the grand scheme of things. Except that it creates the need for shopping twice within a ten-day period, and while that ranks pretty high on my “No Likey” scale, it’s never inspired the rending of garments or the writing of tragic sonnets.
There’s just been something about this May.
It’s probably a combination of it taking me over three weeks to recover from being sick in April (’cause I had cholera, you know), prepping for a week-long tour of the Eastern United States and Parts of Canada, and then hosting a houseguest for a week. Plus work, kids, graduation, work, money, kids, cats…I could go on, but we all know the drill.
I feel a bit like a cranky toddler who’s had her schedule messed up. And been denied her favorite treat. And watched her little brother get the better toy (that’s not baggage there. Nope. Just a totally random example).
I sat down this morning thinking to do a points update, and my brain can’t get a hold of them.
I can give myself points for stocking the house with snacks and things my mother-in-law likes so she can happily nosh while I’m away at work. But then I need to deduct them for not only failing to think more than two dinners ahead while shopping, but not even realizing it until I got to nearly mealtime and had to seriously consider tuna-on-raisin-bran as an entrée.
Or I can happily grab a few points for making sure Child B’s room was clean, fresh-smelling and ready to host Child B’s grandmother, but then I would have to slice and dice those points with the nearest knife for spacing out about the unseasonal drop in temperature that rendered said grandmother shivering in her sleep. I’m QUITE CERTAIN I lose points if I give my mother-in-law pneumonia.
So therein lies my dilemma. I don’t feel like for the entire month of May I have been able to garner any momentum. I’m in a funk.
May is almost over. June starts in just a few days. I think I’m going to orient myself towards turning the page on the calendar and start thinking some “Fresh Start” thoughts. (Not to be confused with “Fresh Step” thoughts, although we certainly do have litterbox issues.)
And if it’s not too much to ask…I live in California, which is obscenely expensive, and the reason everyone is willing to fork over this sort of dough is for the nice weather. So, if I could place an order for some that’d be great. Scheduled to arrive, say, on Tuesday?
Thanks ever so!
PS – The surprise I mentioned last week is something for serious fans of the blog. But I decided that since I was occupied with the lovely MIL this week, I would share it next week instead. So I’ll post it on Tuesday.