If we were having coffee, I’d add Kahlua and Baileys to mine. Then, I’d whine for about 30 minutes about how May 2015 almost ruined my whole entire life. I was so busy that I pretty much crashed every night for 29 days in a row. It was exhausting. June 2015 is not looking any better.
It’s really my fault because I scheduled a lot of activities and family/friends stuff for May not realizing just how busy I’d be at work. This has been my first year as the K-6 science curriculum-instructional specialist (Yeah, I know. Long title.) for my district. Since school is winding down and closing up in May, I figured I’d have a lot of down time. I. Was. Wrong! Rookie mistake, it won’t happen again.
I was so overwhelmed that I worked on my day off. Weeks ago I put in to have Friday, May 29 off for a personal day, but I forgot and worked my bootay off. I didn’t remember I was supposed to have the day off until I was eating dinner which just happened to be a the same time as the restaurant was having Happy Hour. I could have cried. After dinner I went home and went to sleep around 8:30 PM. I went to bed around 8:30 PM on a Friday. A Friday that was my day off, but I forgot and worked. And I worked hard all day.
May 2015 was the worst.
After my whiny rant, I’d challenge you to tell me some sad realities. I have a friend and her new thing is to say, “Girl, that just my sad reality”. Every reality is her ‘sad reality’ because she is a little crazy and dramatic. With that being said, I’ve decided to come up with some of my own sad realities:
- My sense of direction is extraordinarily poor.
- Time seems to move faster as I get older. I never have enough time for anything anymore, and the years fly by.
- I never have food in the house. Not because I can’t afford it but because I forget to shop for groceries.
- I have way too much hotel soap.
- People are easily manipulated with fear, religion, and the promise of wealth.
- I want to lose some weight, but I don’t want to eat healthier or exercise too much.
- Facebook has shown me that some of my friends are not nearly as smart as I thought they were.
- Being an adult is nothing like I thought it would be. If I had known that most adults were winging it when I was a teenager, I would have played this whole life thing differently.
- I can’t remember sets of numbers anymore. What’s my Mama’s phone number? I don’t know, I just press 2.
- I also refuse to listen to voicemail messages. 7, 7, 7, 7…
- It isn’t just about who you know. It’s also about who knows you. (This may be a good reality depending on how you look at it.)
If we were having coffee, what would you tell me about your May 2015? What are some of your sad realities?