Ode to Summer

The official last week of summertime and so little has been accomplished by me, no goals met and I can't stop damning myself for it. It reminds me of that little poem I posted several weeks back; it's so late, so soon. How? It all goes by so fast once you hit your 30s. Are you listening you 20-something bitches? I know you read this and you'd better heed my warning. It all goes by so fast.

I've done a mental checklist just to make sure. Physical goals met? NO. New haircut style to compliment said physical goal? NO. Teach the dog to sit on command? NO. Clean fridge and restock only with green things that I cook? Ummm, NO, but I buy those Healthy Choice frozen dinners. Still, no goal met. Christmas shopping done: You're kidding, right? Long weekend on sunny beach? NO. Trip to parents'? NO. Achieve total self-satisfaction or be well on the way by September 1st? NO NO NO.

Sometimes the To-Do mountain is just too tall and menacing to climb, which is why I begin envying married and partnered people more each day. At least they have someone for motivation, to give them loving reminders. And if not, well they have somebody to blame it on now don't they? For me, it's a daily list of goals, a kitchen chalkboard and/or pinning Post-It notes to the dog. And even that doesn't work.

Darryll and Paul, my cocktail-loving neighbors are home from vacation this coming weekend and I can't wait. My planned trip to Nova Scotia just another daydream not accomplished so I look forward to this coming Saturday and Sunday...and Monday. I'll force 'the boys' to join me at a local bar for a bottled water and ice cold margarita where I'll whine about my lack of accomplishment, my empty life and how I've learned to clean my coffee maker with lemon juice and seltzer water: and when that's done, I'll lift my glass toward the sunset and bid adieu to summer.

Posted by JD on August 27, 2007 6:24 AM