When April began several weeks ago, it seemed so full of promise and opportunity and time. Time was what I was most excited about. I would have time to work on my play indexing, time to complete a few more book chapters, and time to exercise and lose those irritating pounds before my sister's wedding. Of course, that time was whisked away by planning for the impending construction of Starbucks in our reference area, reassigning reference books, countless meetings, a general slump in motivation outside of work hours, and a little bit of personal drama for kicks. Then just when I was recouping from all that, allergies hit with a vengeance, followed by a particularly evil sinus infection, from which I am just now recovering.
The bottom line is yesterday I finally woke up from all that yuck and funk of the last 6 weeks and realized that it's nearly mid-May already. How did that happen? I need that time back! No seriously, I need that time back. Somehow I don't think I'm going to get a rain check on this one. The coming weeks don't look good for productivity either. C'est la vie!
This post brought to you by the number 13, the color gray, and a general overwhelming sense of gloom and doom.
4 comments:
I'm so sorry.
This time of year does slip by incredibly fast. I can't believe we are only 24 short days away from W day.
Help!!!
:)
Cheer up. You're coming to visit in July!!! :)
I am excited to visit you in July!
I was just having a grouch moment last night :)
Love you big sister! We are ALL allowed to have grouchy moments. Just ask mom, I have lots ;)
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