Crazy Times

I’m crazy busy this week, a situation I hoped wouldn’t happen with such frequency after I resigned from my job, but one I seem doomed to repeat endlessly throughout my life.

The thing is, I’ve still got a million things going on – there’s a big school concert tomorrow, I’m winding up some last little bits at work, plus doing a special project for my boss. I’ve got to get through another day of rehearsals tomorrow, plus the program in the evening, and a repeat performance on Friday morning, after which I’ll be heading to the airport for a flight to Dallas, our first trip to visit our son and daughter in law in their new digs.  As always, before I leave home for any length of time I have to get my mom squared away with groceries and dog supplies.  I like to leave my house in some semblance of order,  although my definition of “order” seems to get more flexible every year.

Plus, I have to pack a suitcase for this trip! Horrors!  Because we have a home in Florida, we have clothing and toiletries and virtually everything else we need already there.  We get on the plane with literally nothing but the clothes on our backs, our laptops, and maybe a package of fresh Gevalia coffee. But going to Texas, I have to actually take what I need in a suitcase.  Sheesh.  This isn’t going to be fun. I had planned on doing that this morning, but the weather was SO nice, I had to take the dogs for a good long walk, and then there was laundry to do, and then..oh well, you know how it goes.

Tonight I took some more time out and shared dinner with my friends from the office.  It was really heartwarming to have the entire staff come out for dinner – including my “replacement,” of whom I’ve grown quite fond.  I’m always oddly surprised when people make a fuss over me.  I usually just go about my business and do what I do – I don’t necessarily expect anyone to notice. But it seems they’ve noticed and appreciated, and I’m grateful for their acknowledgement. I’ve mentioned before what a wonderful, supportive group of women I work with – they proved it once again this evening, and I cherish their presence tonight.

Then, oddly enough, I came home from my “farewell party” and spent the evening working on a report!  “Only you,” my husband said a few minutes ago when he walked past the office and saw me typing away, the nursing notes I work from  propped up beside me.

Just call me Über-responsible.

Or just call me crazy – I answer to that, too.

How about you? Are these crazy times for you, or are things all quiet on your home front?


11 thoughts on “Crazy Times

  1. Nah, you’re not crazy, you’re just a typical Type A person like so many of us Baby Boomers. We are addicted to accountability and getting it all done. We want it all so we feel like we are personally responsible for doing it all.

    No worries, sounds like it’s all good and going to be even better.

    • Yes indeed, personally responsible for doing it all – that’s me. Last night I said to my husband, “I don’t know how I’m going to get everything done that needs to be done.” He just looked at me with a blank stare. “What do you need to do?” he asked.

      Oh to be that oblivious 🙂

  2. I hate to pack. I really do. I’m trying to enjoy traveling… I mean the process. I always enjoy our stay once we arrive, but I hate getting ready to leave, and I’m a terrible packer. I pack way too much. It’s a little ridiculous.

    Enjoy your visit with your son and daughter-in-law. I know they will be happy to see you.

  3. This one sure made a direct connect,Becca. The co-op finished a month ago, and my husband keeps saying (with a certain amount of exasperation in his voice), “I thought we were DONE. Why are we still so busy?”

    Well, there was still graduation (which the parents hosted), year-end performances, summer activities beginning, out-of-town guests arriving, grad parties to attend, final co-op services to perform, et cetera et cetera et cetera. I’m starting to put together portfolio pieces and a resume, because with a kid in college a job seems like a good thing to have, but am wondering how I’ll ever find the time to work!

    Hope you have a wonderful time in Texas, and I hope you return to a time for slowed-down summer rituals: lots of time for reading books, sipping cold drinks, easy conversations on the patio…

    • It will take a while for you to de-compress I’m thinking – not just from this final year, but from the whole process of this ending and new beginning in your family life. GIve yourself the time to let it all settle within you before thinking about the next thing. It will come when the time is right 🙂

      Thinking of you, my fellow “crazy” friend 🙂

  4. My husband says that a lot too, “Why are we still so busy?” Sure, we’re busy with kids, but that’s good busy. It’s so easy to get absorbed in personal, professional and social obligations before we’ve even had a chance to prioritize. We’re already committed!

  5. Hey, crazy girl — I think most of us do that to ourselves, and we don’t know why or how it happens, but it does. It passes. But you are busy for all the right reasons. And by the way — don’t sell yourself short — your colleagues probably miss you already; I would!

  6. Shoot, I don’t have nearly so many things going on. I’ve had the flu, mom fell and landed in the hospital (no broken bones but some medical issues) and it seems the time may have come to think of her leaving her home.

    The drought continues and we’re still breaking heat records every day, making work a real joy. Other than that – not much going on! 😉

  7. Crazy woman, definitely crazy, but life would be so boring otherwise, right? Isn’t it amazing, how you open up a little space in your life and it fills right up to overflowing again?
    But how exciting, going to visit son and daughter! As far as packing,my new rule is simplify! I have recently purchased the largest suitcase that can be used as a carry-on. In other words, not too big. If it doesn’t fit, it’s not going!
    Good luck with your packing!! And working into the night….. you must enjoy your work, and that’s a good thing.
    Have a fun visit.

  8. I imagine you are in Texas by now, exploring your son’s new home and enjoying family time. Regarding your busy-ness it can be hard to switch off when you are used to being active and feeling needed. And finding the rhythm of your new life will take time, too, plus isn’t it a good feeling to fill your time with activities of your own choice? It is heartwarming to read about the lovely farewell dinner, I have no doubt that you were a much valued and liked colleague who will be missed greatly! Have a wonderful time in Texas!

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