The last few weeks have been crazy...a whirlwind around me and even more so inside. We've been anticipating school to start. Summer's end is always wild. Everybody needs some serious structure, including me, as I have been indulging in the lazy Summer non-schedule too long. The kids are stir-crazy, my hubby's work schedule is insane. And we all feel it. We are scattered.
And then comes my birthday, which also happens to be the first day of school. I'm not usually one to think much of birthdays. In fact, I often forget about it throughout the day, only to be reminded periodically and say to myself, "Oh yeah!" I'm not a big worrier about the age thing...I'm young. This year, it hit me a few days after my birthday, though. I'm thirty-four. For some reason that bothered me. It's not the age that struck me so much. What hit me was the speed of delivery. I mean, I just turned thirty-three. That's what shook me up. The years really are getting shorter as I get older. They were right. I just lost track of a whole year as I've been sloshing through the month of August.
So for my birthday, I got sneakers...New Balance. They are comfy, cute, and just what I needed. Really, ask me what I need. I did need new shoes. But what I would tell you is balance.
Away
13 years ago