Summer

So, what are you doing this summer?

Me, just going crazy thanks.
It happens every year you know. I finally figured it out. During the months of August through May, I go, like a worker bee, nine hundred miles per hour in all directions. I make lesson plans, I create poems, I develop forms, I organize, I teach, I read, I learn, I go…not to mention cleaning the house, folding clothes, cooking dinner with B, etc.
I have gotten to the point where multitasking is my business. Being a teacher does that to you. “What, you have a cut? Let me get you a Band-aid. You need your pencil sharpened? I will do that on the way to get the Band-aids. Well, if you are feeling sick, then go to the bathroom, don’t throw up right here! You are supposed to ride the bus today? Let me write that down so I won’t forget… Where did that sticky note go and what did it say on it?” You get the idea. And at home, it is even worse. I CAN’T watch television and not DO something else. Going to the movies is painful since I KNOW I can be doing five other things while watching that movie. Now, in that multitasking, comes losing your mind. How many times have I walked into a room and completely forgotten what I came in for? How many times have I sat down at my computer to realize I had gone in that room to look for the remote control 45 minutes before? Multitasking makes you stupid. Really. So, now that it is summer, my life is a little less complicated. Things, as a matter of fact, have come to a screeching halt. And I am left with this feeling of guilt like I should be doing so many things… No more multitasking to do…so why am I still losing my mind?

Every year, the summer starts off this way. I get to that screeching halt and go a little crazy. I start to email and call B like every 5 minutes, or as long as he can stand it. That’s not very long by the way. He told me once that I needed a hobby. Bugging him sounds like a great hobby to me, but he disagrees. So, for now, I will try to read my trash novel WHILE watching old re-runs of West Wing. The monument to slactitude is getting bigger as we speak and I think the cat has been lost for um… two days now in the middle of it. So I have plenty to do.
Maybe I will even start doing more of this blog thing…
The only thing is… I need to figure out what I can do while I write blog entries to really make myself feel like a multitasker. And maybe I can let myself go a little crazy too. I can run around and get band-aids and sharpen pencils and write myself sticky notes just for the heck of it… and feel like I am back to being the queen of multitasking. Or maybe not.