This morning I woke up with a dull, aching headache.
Last night I drove my kid to the wrong venue for practice.
(Just bear with me here…I may sound like I’m complaining but really, I’m just anecdote-ing my life as it unfolds because one day when I’m all alone and old and probably depressed I’ll re-read this drivel and it will help me remember that I went through all these adventures as a parent of kids in sports during the age of the internet.)
This morning I woke to some uncertainties as to whether or not I will be driving to some obscure part of town through massive amounts of construction for a baseball game the girl child was scheduled to play in later this evening.
I originally booked her off. Then I got an email from the coach asking if she was available.
I looked at the weather and saw that most of the week will be rainy and figured, why not. I’ll find a way to juggle it. It may be the only game we’ll get in this week.
So I sucked it up, went through anxiety mode to prepare for my trip by attacking google maps every which way in order to find the easiest/fastest route to get there without getting lost or losing my mind and finally calmed down enough to tackle the rest of my day. 🙄
Today I saw a giant, disgusting, creepy-crawly, icky bug with a million legs which was at least a foot long. 😵
Reminded me of the bug in Kafka’s Metamorphosis, although that one was more like a cockroach if memory serves… 😳
Today I get to go to a track and field meet where my daughter is competing in three events. All the district schools are participating, so it will be a busy, fun (and noisy) time.
Last evening I took my sporty teen-aged kid to get a massage.
There will be no dinner this week.
We booked our trip to Europe for this summer a few weeks ago. The tickets are printed and my girl child is constantly looking at them. She can’t wait and everyone who knows her knows how excited she is.
Last night, I get a school email about her brother’s graduation date. It’s the day after we leave.
Because of course it is. SIGH
I’m out of steam. I have no words. My house looks like it hasn’t been cleaned or tidied since before Christmas. Kids need driving to and fro all week. There’s appointments and shopping and blah. So here you go, this is my picture-filled post from my sort-of vacation/tournament with my daughter in Niagara Falls. 🙂
I am typing this post from inside a hotel room.