By The Wiz
I’ve nothing to say. Well, nothing that’s not been said. (If you can name that musical reference, I’ll give you a thousand dollars. Not really.) I found myself watching “The Price is Right” this morning, and trying to guess how much the showcases were, and ignoring the fact that my 2 yo was crunching Pringles into the couch, and I just thought “How did I get here?”
I woke up, got reay, made my daughter’s lunch, made sure homework was in order, got breakfast for everybody, let the dog out, took my oldest to school, and then came back and just FLOOPPEED. This was not a stressful morning. It was a very standard morning, except that we actually got up a few minutes earlier than usual and I knew where my keys were, so, in actuality, it was a roaring success.
This is usually my time to do laundry, clean up breakfast, maybe run a vacuum over any cereal that may have found its way onto the floor. (Why doesn’t my dog like cereal? She’ll eat lettuce, but not cereal. What’s up with that?) And usually, I like the fact that I am forced to get up around 8:00, and get everybody ready and out the door by 8:50. It gives my day more structure than the summer ever had. But today, as I stared at Bob Barker’s shiny white hair, I just thought “Why am I awake?”
Maybe it’s the alignment of the stars. The moon is in the wrong phase or something. Maybe it’s just that reading about Hurricanes Katrina, Ophelia, and Rita, along with the possibilities of several more hitting other vulnerable areas before hurricane season is over, has made me very discouraged. Or maybe it’s because nobody is giving me a free sports car if I guess how much a box of cereal cost. It could be anything, really.
I read that the Atlantic is in a cycle of “increased hurricane activity” and it’s basically something that happens every 25 to 40 years. It has nothing to do with global warming or anything, it’s just a cycle that the ocean has. HELLO! Oceans have cycles, too? And we’re all just on the wrong side of that cycle? Really, is there anything that’s not cyclical? (I mean, even Care Bears disappeared and then years later suddenly showed up, along with Strawberry Shortcake and Scooby-Doo, if I may totally mix metaphors, and I can, because this is partly my blog. Niiiiice run-on sentence, Wiz.)
I like the phrase. I going to start using it. “Leave me alone, I’m in a cycle of ‘increased hurricane activity’.
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