Tagged: calendargirl

Quite often during the day I come across things that I see or hear or like that I want to remember to share, but by the time I get a chance to actually sit down at the computer and write, usually quite late in the evening, all those things have long since dropped off my brain radar, lying lost and forgotten on the side of my mental meanderings like single shoes that people pass later on the highway and wonder about. There’s no meaning in them, those single shoes. They’re just there: road markers. A million different thoughts zing around...

Mom and I started scouring photo albums yesterday, to collect all my old school photos, and I’m afraid the school-photo-project is going to have to wait a while…turns out of the 13 years I was in public school (K-12)…I only have FOUR of them. How did that happen? I can’t even find my senior picture and I have a bleached spot in a photo album where it once resided…what the heck happened to it? Why would I have removed it and then never returned it to its spot?? Very strange. So, now mom has to hunt them down at HER...

How do you manage anticipation and scheduling when every day has something in it (apart from the usual weekday getting-up-and-going-to-work-thing) and every weekend for the foreseeable future is booked? Especially when it’s not just yourself that you have to keep track of things for, but your entire family? Things that have to be remembered in our household any given week include the following: Monday Gym bag for Martin, Chess club for Martin, remind kids to do their homework (evening) Tuesday Gym bag for Martin & Karin, remind kids to take their homework (morning) and do their homework (evening), Piano lessons...

Oh my god, did you see what month it is?? It’s SEPTEMBER. September already! How did that happen? Where does the time GO??

The pool has sprung 2 consecutive links in the 3 weeks we’ve had it. *sigh* Karin had a fever yesterday, I got the call at 10 a.m. and worked from home the rest of day, battling a crashy connection. She was better this morning, but since the school requires kids stay home for a fever-free day, she was with me at work this morning (infecting the office instead, muahahaha!) and missing the school brännboll tournament. My to-do list will not stop growing. Squishing it does not, just as with my children, work at all. We have new across-the-street neighbors. Young...