CSA pick up and drop off.
Bake 2 dozen cupcakes that resemble tiny, individual beaches complete with umbrellas and (swedish) fish.
Buy brownies and cookies for 130 people.
Help chaperone a beach trip for 90 third graders (hence, previously mentioned desserts and cupcakes)
2 swim lessons.
2 tennis lessons.
1 dance lesson.
1 dance recital rehearsal.
2 yoga classes.
1 pursuit of a building permit (see new blog: http://www.215makeover.wordpress.com)
1 meeting for aforementioned permit.
Complete Camp medical forms.
Drop off Camp medical forms to pediatrician at 8am, hoping and praying Dr. will fill them out in the 48 hours notice that you have very rudely given him. He does and does so happily. You just nominate him for Doctor of the Year.
Shop and prepare for Father’s Day.
Design business cards.
One 25th reunion planning committee call.
Plant plants (and basil from CSA) that have been sitting on side of driveway for about a week and do so before the monsoon rains hit tomorrow.
Plus, the regular stuff like grocery shopping, exercising, keeping the house from turning into an episode of Hoarders.
There’s certainly nothing horrible on this list, and lord knows I’m happy to be doing most of them, but the list some weeks is just long. That’s all. A Classic Series of First World Problems.
I will see you next week as I just don’t have it in me to write anything this week. My sincerest apologies.
As Kenny Rogers sang..”You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em…”