Archive for June, 2015

Shame on me

June 30, 2015

I haven’t written in a year. Month over, actually. And here I am in summer again with June almost over. And what do I have to show for it? Am I rested? Am I recharged after the end of the school year? Have I accomplished any of the tasks I wanted to when school finished?

Why yes indeed.

I have recharged and refreshed after spending a thoroughly restful June reading books I wanted to read and writing on one of three novels I’m in the middle of. Of which I am in the middle. Middle I am in them. And those tasks I accomplished? They were 1) Read. 2) Write. ┬áSo Woo Hoo.

But now June is ending. Like a wonderful old friend or relative who has visited for four weeks… leaving. I don’t want my friend to go. June means the summer is BEGINNING. June means school JUST ended and won’t begin again for a long time.

But July? Sheesh. July is that annoying friend who constantly reminds you of that stupid thing you did in college… or brings up that moron you dated in high school who, honest to gosh, was a drooling idiot but very good looking and you had to dumb down even your salutations, and all you could talk about was where you wanted to eat because he was too simpleminded┬áto have conversations. July tells you, Oh, hey school is starting again! Soon! More school! Back to teaching! Back to getting up early! No more rest! Get going! Buy supplies! Stop enjoying everything!

July is a boot camp sergeant masquerading as a pal.

Ok, so now I’m going to write more blogs. I might as well spend July being productive in this way, right? Sigh. Goodbye June, you dear friend, you gentle soul, you warm cup of tea on a cool breezy morning…

Yeah, Hi July. No, I don’t want to hear about your amazing weight-loss routine. Just shut up and sweat.

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