crap. We still have 2 more weeks of May. Each month I hope our stress levels are gonna drop back down to “normal”. It hasn’t happened yet. My fear is that this is the new normal; a crisis a day. And that would suck. My adrenal glands need a freaking break here!
Kyle sprained his ankle at volleyball practice on April 30th – the day we closed on the new house. Instead of celebrating, I spent the evening with him in Urgent Care. So April went out with the combo good news/bad news emotional slaps upside the head that life is now dealing us on a regular basis. May has been much of the same. All good things must be offset with an equally bad thing. There is a Buddhist lesson in all this about walking the middle path, but my balance is totally shot. So it goes.
2 days later I got 31 injections of botox in my head, neck, and shoulders to help with my migraines. It hurt. I can’t move my forehead. I was in constant pain for over a week. I had migraines. Last week I finally started to feel “better”, but I don’t think I can do that again. Let alone every 3 months! We’ll have to see how the migraines play out over the next 2 months. I am not optimistic. So it goes.
Last week the buyers closed on our house and we are now renting back until the end of the month. (I should insert a ::happy dance:: here but ugh… I’d probably break a hip) Packing is happening. Logistics for the move have been coordinated. So everything is moving along. ha! Of course last week we got a call from the tenants at the new house about a leaking balance tank on the hot water heater. Quick call to a plumber to get that fixed. ka-ching. So it goes.
Kyle’s ankle is on the mend and after a couple days of scrambling for doctor appts, fights about splints and crutches, and tears (mine of course), he was released to play last Friday. Just in time to finish up the Section championships this week and then hopefully on to NorCal’s next week. I hope they can take it all the way! I haven’t even seen one game this season. So it goes.
This weekend there was nothing on our calendars. Nothing. That was surreal. Our heart rates dropped. Coffee was drank in leisure and not chugged as we ran out the door to put out another fire. So we took a run to Ikea to buy new desks and spent the rest of the time packing and catching up on all the things. We were in the home stretch yesterday evening and trying to figure out what to have for dinner when the neighbor’s dog jumped on Erin and scratched her back pretty bad. Back to Urgent Care with another huge adrenaline spike. Erin is fine. No stitches thank goodness, but still… we all could have done without that scare. So now I’m thinking forget the dishes, I’m gonna wrap my family in all that bubble-wrap and wait for June. I am the only one who hasn’t been to that Urgent Care this year. So it goes.
But like I said, May ain’t over yet and this week we are back to busy. A couple volleyball play-off games and this Thursday is Big Names Small Art at the Crocker!! Something awesome indeed. And this is the last week of my Printmaking class. It is kinda of amazing that through all that has been going on these last 3 1/2 months, I have ended up with a really nice portfolio of work to turn in. So it goes.
And I’m almost afraid to mention that my woodcut “Split” was accepted into this year’s California State Fair Fine Art Exhibit!
::taps out::
