The last several days have been harder than it appears in print. At least I’m busier than I expected. Today I was supposed to do a paddleboard race, but the annual garage sale is on Saturday, and I have decided to partake in that instead. Sophie wants to do a Lemonade stand, so we are going to set up a Lemonade stand for her. After the garage sale, we are going to the last baseball game of the season and party. After the party, we are going to have a slumber party in the living room. We are going to watch movies, eat popcorn, and sleep on air mattresses. Sunday we have Sunday school, and that’s the weekend, and it will be our first weekend of the deployment, and the first weekend without dad.
The next week, our schedule is starting to book up. Being busy makes it easier, and it makes it harder. I’m having a difficult time keeping up with all the things going on. Just when I think I have it down, I get another e-mail telling me about another appointment or another deadline. I’m having a difficult time accomplishing the projects I gave myself too, because each day there is an added task. I’m hoping after next week things will calm down again, but something tells me that the chaos will just continue. It could be worst. I’m beginning to dread this summer, when things will start slowing down, and my only company will be a talkative 7-year-old.
On a more Asperger-y note, from the bottom of my heart I would like to wish you a Happy Star Wars day! That’s the movie for the slumber party on Saturday; we will be watching the last three movies from the Star Wars trilogy. I love those movies; they have constantly been an inspiration to me. I am hoping someday to write a book like Star Wars. For now, I’ll just stick to this memoir, journal, diary, or whatever this thing is turning into.