Busy is Better... or is it?

Life could get a little less hectic and I would be okay with it.  It seems that everything comes up at the same time and then I spread myself too thin and never can fully accomplish all that I had wanted to do.  Our Golf Outing for the Sports Boosters was a big success! Of course there had to be drama and ugliness afterward because people tend to be on different wave lengths and then someone gets pissy or downright rude with others and then it thrusts forward like a slingshot and all the feelings and whatever start exploding all over the place and your left with unhappy disgruntled people.  Not me, per say...somehow though I always feel the negative effects of those he said she said types.  Oh well, it was still a great day!  I got my drunk on and took some most awesome pictures of the golf course... and the golfers too.

The following week didn't slow down as we or should I say a group of us had a benefit to raise money for a young man here in our  town who was diagnosed with leukemia back in August. He had a bone marrow transplant in December and is cancer free today. Though his medical bills and being out of work has left undo stress so we thought we'd help them out.  The day couldn't have went any better than it did.  Everyone knew what we were there for and even if there was a few times that things could have gone south, they didn't.  I tell ya, I had so much fun that night and I still remember all of it.  It was a very late night or early morning I guess since the husband and I didn't get home until 4:30ish, but that doesn't happen often and I was happy to be functioning after fourteen hours of work and play.  I'm not sure of the total amount we were able to raise, but I think it was around $10,000.00.  Not bad for a days work!

The Picnic is right around the corner and a monkey on my back.  I'm not gonna lie and say that I am looking forward to it. It will come and go as it does every year.  I've said that I'm leaving after this year, but who knows.  It's not the weekend of fun and festivities that drives me insane, its all the prep work and responsibility that comes along with being the one in charge of it all.  I don't like being in charge and guess what-- I think I have someone who will take it from me and do wonderful things with it.  In fact, I might just stick around a few more years if it goes through. So the next couple of weeks is tying up loose ends and getting ready for the carnival.  I have to say that when the carnival comes to town all the little's faces brighten up and it's nice to see people out and about in the community having fun at something I know I did.  Well, not just I...but you know what I mean.  

School registration is tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to that expense but I guess it's a positive that I only have three to pay for.  Zach is going to be a Senior.  Geez that doesn't even look right written.  I can remember his first day of kindergarten like it was yesterday. School has always been a struggle for him so seeing him looking down the last stretch and almost at the finish line is a blessing in and of itself.  We are going out to take his pictures one evening this week.  He doesn't know it yet, and I have to wait until I'm ready so he can't argue with me about not wanting pictures taken.  Why do boys have to be so damn difficult when it comes to Senior Pictures?  The girls couldn't wait to have theirs done.  Austin is a Freshman--shut the front door--no he's not (yes, I'm talking to myself).  Where have the years gone?  I don't know but I do know I can't get them back. The next four years are going to go by like a blink of an eye.  Am I ready?  I just don't know.  So many changes have happened in the past couple of years.
Daily life sometimes drags on and on, but when I look back at how much life has changed and how much I have changed, or not changed...I feel anxious. Being that I'm not a fan of that feeling either, I take a lot of xanax and just let be what is.  Do I have a choice?  No, I will answer that for myself...but it is high time I start thinking more about me and less about all the other shit crap that I have no control over.  Oh, how I would do some things over if only life really did have a REDO button.  Good thing it doesn't...

Happy Wednesday--Angie