Seriously, summer is going to kill me. I’ve made it through one week–but it was one of the weeks where the kids have swim lessons. That is good.
Our city pool is very inconveniently located. And people are crazy. Yesterday two 15-year-olds on bikes without helmets decided to dart out into the street in front of me–from behind a van. So, I had no clue the little darlings were there. Then they had the 15-year-oldness to look amused. Hard to look amused when you’re imitating a hood ornament. Luckily I wasn’t going that fast–or yeah, hood ornament time.
So, four more days of swim lessons, then one week of normal cheerleading class, spin class, etc. Then Dallas for RWA National. Probably need to do the outfit evaluation bit soon. Bike shorts and flip flops aren’t going to cut it.
Oh, and during all of this I am writing. I have a self-set deadline I really want to make for the Wild Hunt (Venge’s story) and two other projects I want to get moving on. When I can, I work on the Wild Hunt during the day and one of the others at night, but summer is kind of putting a stop to that deal.
On the up side…no coats to lug around, I don’t have to wear five layers of clothing while typing and I get to spend more time with my kids. And then there are vacations. Those are good too. :)
