There's something about May.
I mean. . . I always expect Trouble in December. I just know - and accept - that December will be Impossible. Too many activities and too many obligations and too many things to keep track of on the to-do list.
May always seems to surprise me.
I used to blame kids and school and activities. You know . . . all those "year-end" things to tie up -- with the added bonus of spring sports. Field trips. Awards ceremonies. Spring concerts. Final projects. Exams. Late games. Rain outs. Prom. Fidgety kids.
But I don't have kids at home anymore. I can't blame school. No one here is taking any exams. Or going to Prom.
But May is kicking me in the butt again anyway.
And I never seem to see it coming.
Suddenly, it's light until 9:00. My garden is exploding. The "up north" place is open again. I have a bike. The dogs want to run. Drinks are served -- outside.
I want to Plant All The Things. I want to Go All The Places. I want to Do It All.
I am overwhelmed.
I blame May.
Does this happen to anyone else???
What I really need is an attitude adjustment. I need to keep my face to the sun (assuming I can find it) and just . . .
roll with it.
May is busy, sure. But it's also grand!
(Let's get out of the shadows, shall we?)