Yup, it’s me; all cool-like and laid-back
Ok so I’m starting to lose it. School days are done and summer is upon us and I’ve got three weeks of swim team and jump practice to coordinate before packing up the car and turning our (station) wagon west east not to mention figuring out hotel stops and food and oh yeah, I’m losing it.
Have no fear. I’m working on a new me. You can tell I’m all new by the mellow look in my eye and the way I saunter to and fro with nary a care in the world. I’m laid back. I’m cool. I don’t need a petty calendar to tell me where I’m supposed to be and who I’m supposed to be picking up when. If I forget a kid I’m sure she’ll call (note to old self — write cell number inside kids’ shirts.)
With such a blase attitude towards juggling life and kids, you can imagine that the disorder of my garden isn’t ruffling any of my feathers. Oh no. I am hip and if the squash wants to wind itself around the tomatoes and the potatoes are fraternizing with the cucumbers, I don’t mind. Who am I to enforce something as dull as tidy rows of planned vegetables?
Sure I spent hours toiling away beneath a punishing sun, lining up seedlings and painstakingly pulling weeds, but all that’s behind me now. After all, the roly polies have settled into the neatly groomed spots vacated by the vegetables-to-be and they seem quite happy. And you know what they say–when a gal’s got happy bugs…well, I imagine they have something to say about that.
Ok. Ok. You got me. I like my garden in rows. And I like my days planned. But I’m facing a mutiny in the garden and a couple of weeks before setting out on the open road and so I am embracing a new attitude. I’m throwing caution to the wind and trying out days without a plan. (If my hands are shaking and I seem a little hyper-ventalatey that probably just means I need more coffee, right?)
I can do this. After all, I learned my lesson last summer and I am more than ready to toss out the crazy and embrace the lazy in these my dog days of summer. So here I go.
I’m putting down the calendar.
I’m breathing in.
I’m breathing out.
Look at me! I’m so totally relaxing.
(Ok, can I have my calendar back now?)