Time is always an issue. Have you noticed that?
A quick recap while I get my blogging boots out of the cupboard…
Joseph will be 7 on Thursday.
Poe got a job. A good one, with extra training to become an engineer, along with a major raise. This is good.
He got the job the day before the car hit the shitter in a big way. Isn’t that always the way around here?
My parents are on a month long vacation. Again. Reducing my time. Again.
I’m not depressed this time around – just pressed for time. Although I am playing a lot at night.
And dude. Why didn’t you parents out there warn me about how much time this takes?
I mean… I thought we were friends. I thought you were supposed to warn me about the time suckage of certain things. I mean really – double headers for 6-year-olds? Oh – and I’ve discovered something… My father is a “baseball dad.” Who freakin’ knew. Or that my husband – “Don’t volunteer for ANYTHING. I just want to WATCH.” would end up with a coach’s shirt? Or that my father-in-law would take the teenage volunteer aside – a fellow Giants fan – and say, “That’s my grandson. You take care of him. Show him how it’s done.”
WHO are these people?
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