Why do I feel I’ve been running on fumes these past few weeks?
Probably because I have. What with a birthday party, a car purchase, a car accident, a kid’s eleventh hour school performance, Spirit Week, IEP meetings, mid-semester grades deadlines, and the minutiae of daily life, I feel gutted.
And it’s not over. Tonight, I’m chaperoning the Halloween dance till 10pm. Tomorrow, I have to wake up at 7am (an ungodly hour for me for a weekend!) to run the Color Me Rad race in Orange County (50 miles from my house). And next week, I have to go to both my kids’ parent/teacher conferences.
I know these are events that are necessary. Some of them are even self-inflicted. But I really just need a good chunk of time to decompress. To do nothing beyond the routine. To catch up on my TV shows. To read all the books I borrowed from the library.
Did I say I was thinking of doing NaNoWriMo this year? Fuggedaboutit!
Perhaps, then it’s entirely appropriate that today’s Spirit Week theme is Dia de Los Muertos/Zombie Day. Because that’s how I feel right now – dead and zombified. I can’t even summon up enough oomph to write about my outfit except to say it’s black, it’s got skulls, it’s comfortable. So I feel good, I’m in compliance with the theme and I may just last through the night as I try to maintain order at our first ever outdoor dance.
Wish me luck.