It seems as if I am either sitting idly by waiting for time to pass or trying to find enough hours in the day to accomplish everything I have on my list. I have no steady-paced middle ground, where there's enough to do but not too much. Why is that?
Last week, I think I may have had definite plans on two days- one was a doctor's appointment that took all of twenty minutes, including waiting room time, and the other was a semi-weekly girls' night out, that had been scheduled for over a week. The rest of the days, and most of those two days, even, I spent my time cleaning the house and trying to convince my plants to grow- essentially just putzing around.
This week, I have had plans (which are things I want to do) or commitments (with are things I'm obligated to do) nearly every day. What gives? Why can't the hectic pace just even itself out a little over the lulls, so that I'm always doing something but never harried?
Tomorrow's plans I am looking forward to- my very first dog show. It's fairly close to where I live and happens every year, yet I never knew about it until a few weeks ago. There are about 35 Great Danes scheduled to be there, so that pleases me. I hope I see at least a few blues with natural ears, and I'd like for them to do well. Other than that, as a spectator and having never been to one, I really have no expectations other than to enjoy the pooches.
On Saturday we're taking the kids to a local festival that celebrates spring's arrival by making maple everything the delicacy. Maple syrup, candy, sundaes, shakes, sugar, leaves, and trees will be on tap (no pun intended), as well as crafts to make and for sale, and old timey tractors and the like. It's a family fun thing, which usually is marked by rain and lots of it, but that seems to be just another part of the tradition that is the festival.
Sunday will be spent recovering from Saturday, no doubt. My brother plans to bring the newest addition to our family- his son- for a visit, and I look forward to that as well. I have only one brother, and his only child was born just a couple of weeks ago, so it's been quite a while since we had a baby in the family.
While I'm looking forward to my plans, and made them because they're things to do that I enjoy, I also can't help but wonder why I am seemingly incapable of spreading them out a little more. Obviously I can't control the dates of either the festival or the dog show, but last weekend when I was doing nothing I would have enjoyed one or the other just as much.
Ah, well, c'est la vie, I suppose. When it rains, it pours.
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