Time Flies

I can’t believe that it’s been over a week since I last wrote.  Thankfully, yesterday was the science fair, which means the kids’ science projects are done!!!!!  Yeah, yeah, we know that it’s the kids’ projects not ours but for those of you without kids at this age, you can’t imagine the work it takes from the whole family, whether getting supplies, creating the time, the space, helping with layout, proofing, brainstorming.  For those of you whose children are already grown, you can smile, grateful that you’ve already done your bit.  Anyway, nothing lasts forever and neither will this night of downtime from school projects because now it’s time to begin one in history.  It’s four weeks away but we’re taking a family vacation in two weeks which leaves one week after vacation when they are due.  So, if your math is as good as mine, that leaves only two weeks to write a paper and create a complex 3-d project or get it close to completion!  In the words of Charlie Brown, aargh!

Time flies.  And it’s sad to me that I’m always looking to the future, not that forward-looking is bad–it’s just when looking to the future means stressing about what’s coming up next, like school apps, and taxes, and summer camps and open enrollment for health and dependent care….It just never ends.  Seems like I just finish one thing and the next is already due.  It’s not like I want to think ahead.  We are actually forced to.  In December, we are filling out school forms for the next September and estimated tax returns that are due in April; hunting for summer camps in Febr-April that won’t be used until Jun-Aug; mapping out our leave time so we can have some vacation time for the school breaks in March, September, November and December; planning out our Saturdays for at least two months at a time for soccer.  But I’m not complaining.  I’m just noticing how hard it is to be present in my world when so much leads me to the future and how that makes time fly even faster.

My son lives in a different world than I do.  He was born with the slow gene.  Or maybe it’s the relaxed gene.  I understand from others that may be a male phenomenon.  I don’t necessarily agree with that viewpoint because I personally know other boys who are not like him.  He could take 10 minutes to tie his shoes.  I’m talking literally, not exaggerating.  Every morning, I’m saying, “Hurry up.  What are you doing?  Do you have your homework, your lunchbox, your whatever you need?…”  And he always tells me the same thing, “I’m doing it mom,” or “I’m doing my best.”  And yes, even though it may drive me batty when I’m trying to get us out of the door in the morning so we can get to school and to work on time, when I can take a step back, I really appreciate that he can be that way in the world.  He doesn’t succumb to the pressure imposed by those outside of himself.  He quietly goes through the motions at his own pace.  Even those times when I’m screaming, “Hurry up.  You can take your time when it’s only you, but if you have people waiting for you, you need to pick up the pace!” he still goes to the beat of his own drum.  Don’t worry, I know what you’re thinking, “He’ll learn, he can’t always go at his own pace.  There are times, like a job or other people, that he needs to consider.”  I do try to instill that message but I don’t think it really works on him.  He’s just not that kind of hurry-up-guy unless it’s a run to the Mac Store or Game Stop or something else that is in HIS interest.  Boy, then he can fly like a bat out of h—.  But that too is rare.  So I continue each morning with my mantra, “come on, get your things ready, we’re leaving in 15 minutes.”

And for now, I’m going to have to leave.  I’m so tired there’ s no more time or energy to write.    It just goes that way, especially when the twins were newborn.  I remember the choices were: eat; shower or sleep.  Right now I’m opting for sleep.  I closed my eyes for a minute while I fished out some words from the dark recesses of my brain and almost couldn’t open them up again because I was falling asleep!  So, good night and hope to catch you on the rebound!

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  1. 1

    Christina said,

    I can tell you were sleepy…typos, hmmm. It’s funny thinking about you telling Gabriel to hurry up. I’m glad it’s not just me. I swear I’ve said (yelled) that phrase more in the past 2 years than I’ve even heard it during my lifetime. Haha, but then…most of the time people were telling me to slow down…

    • 2

      I was tired! But why’d you say “typos?” The virgo self had to go back and find as many as I could and correct them! I guess it’s as good as “Where’s Waldo?”
      And you’ve many more years to go….

      • 3

        Christina said,

        😉 i remember the me & to being together in one word. and receses. and i could swear there was another one…you must have fixed it already. i’m not nitpicky, they just jump out at me for some reason. it’s okay, i still think your writing is more witty and intelligent than most…

      • 4

        there were actually about 6-7 corrections but i still missed recesses and…. i’m like you, they jump out at me too


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