Okay, so I am not really sending out a distress signal.To truly use the established cry for help, I should have typed the words "mayday" three times instead of twice for this title. But, in the United States, it is apparently a punishable offense to falsely declare a "mayday" - and I'm not taking any chances!
May 1st and so much to do.I went to bed late last night, and the sun was streaming in my window when I awoke. My first thought was a cheery one - "It's May Day - Yay!" Then I remembered. May is followed by June. Actually, I'm okay with it
being May. I'm just not ready for it to be June.
I feel a little bit this way every May. There is still a lot of spring cleaning to accomplish and many indoor projects are begging loudly for my attention. But the outside is calling too. Everywhere I look there is yard work and gardening to be done, and when the weather gets nice it seems a shame to spend any time indoors. Each year about this time, I question why I didn't tackle all the indoor projects sooner, and I start to feel a little paralyzed by it all.
June is scaring me a little.In June, my youngest child will graduates from high school; which means that I am sort of graduating as well. When he is handed his diploma, I will no longer be a parent of a school-aged child. No more making lunches, excusing absences, volunteering for school activities, or attending sporting and music events. Just like a high school senior, I am uncertain of what my future holds and I'm a little apprehensive.
It's May Day not mayday, mayday, mayday.
Time isn't going to slow down and May will have just 30 days, whether I wish for more or not. I've decided I'm not going to waste this month lamenting how quickly it is passing by, but instead try to enjoy every moment.
Happy May Day!
Are you happy that it's May?
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