The kids can SMELL the end of our school year. I know they can. Worse than that, they know *I* can. It's evident in the slow slide of efficiency, time management, and enthusiasm. For the next few weeks, only sheer will will keep us going...but go we will, finishing up the last of our books with...with...yes, with determination!
I have a thousand projects I'd like to do this summer. In truth, five of them will probably get done. I can comfort myself with the memory of how successful we were with major projects last summer, thanks to my son-in-law and the many hands that pitched in along the way. But I'm still holding out hope that in another month I'm going to be walking (and bending, and climbing?) pain-free, allowing me to take on some of the things that only the mom can do...
Tuesday is one more in a string of dates that many of us have been sure would be the tipping point in the race for the Democratic nomination. I've learned enough not to say, "this will be it..." because I've found that there are women more stubborn than I am! Nevertheless, it will be interesting to see what happens and where the race goes from Pennsylvania. And as the cannibalization of the Dems continues, John McCain quietly builds support among the very folks that said, "Never."
This week I received the okay to begin putting weight on my leg (read: the xray shows this graft isn't broken!) and so the march to normal continues. I want to ditch this walker! I will start physical therapy soon to restore the muscles that have now been cut through three times. I'm never crazy about physical therapy but I've seen remarkable results as a result of diligent attention to it, so I will comply.
A nice field technician came to my house this week and replaced the motherboard on my laptop. It was rather disconcerting to see the extension of my personal and business brain laid out in pieces on my desk, rather like seeing the same thing happen to my 60-year old piano last summer when it was being reconditioned. But all is well, and though I would still call this model of Dell laptops a lemon (this is my second one), at least some of the problems have been taken care of and I'm back in business with no apparent loss of anything valuable. The rest, as they say, remains to be seen.
My three-year-old grandson Sam was shown a wedding picture of The Papa and me and was asked, "Sam, do you know who this is?" After answering several times that he didn't know those people, he was told that, yes, he DID know those people, that they are his Granny and Papa when they were younger. He squinted, got his face right up to the picture, and then exclaimed, "Oh! They used to have regular faces!"
May you, too, have such happy reality checks as you get older :-)
Have a lovely Sunday and a productive spring week!