1. I've been buying dozens upon dozens of eggs this past month because CLEARANCE and WE EAT THEM A LOT and CHEAP and BAKING. Using dozens and dozens (and dozens) of eggs takes time.
2. I'm teaching 3 classes right now, which one might think would keep one comfortably busy when one's spouse is able to take on a majority of one's child-rearing duties because summer. One would be wrong. One is sick and yea tired of grading. One feels that one is always trying to get through her list of things to grade. One is weary of life many an afternoon now.
3. We took a few days off to schlep the girls to a beach, which was f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s but there was then a whole slew of that grading hanging around when we got back. So life was pretty grand there for a stretch, and we've since been plotting on how to return and when and where. I'm a fan of just buying a nice vacation place up there. The boy does his best imitation of a sensible person and reminds me that we are not yet wealthy enough to just throw money around willy-nilly. This is a topic that we will return to again, I've no doubt. I'm now determined.
The girls, believe it or no, are just about the easiest part of this summer season. The boy and I, however, have been scrapping and scraping all the live long days what with conferences, classes, appointments, meetings, and responsibilities. The girls just have some swimming to do and maybe some reading every now and again. Otherwise, we just throw a few snacks at them every now and again, and they shriek amongst themselves all day long.
Coming into the summer, we were just forced to replace our cruddy range, which was visually pleasing but monetarily less so. But crunch time has come with the taste of that bitter pill still lingering. Our child rode her hand-me-down bicycle between our cars, which were parked in our snug garage. This bicycle doesn't have any rubber covering the ends of the handlebars anymore. She scraaattttccchhhed her way down both of our cars. I have never ever been so furious with life as when I discovered that boneheaded maneuver. You expect your child to break an occasional table lamp (been there) or stain some carpet. I never expected $2000+ in a new paint job on both of our cars because my kid was riding her bike. It's going to be upwards of 2G and about 5 or 6 days of being a 1-car household when the boy and I often need to be in different places at the same time given our work commitments. This one hurt, to say the least.
And the same day that the first estimate came in on these, I paid for new flooring to replace our beat up and well abused laminate flooring in our kitchen. That was a weepy, woe-is-me kind of day. But you know what would help make all of this feel better? A vacation house on a huge lake with lots of beach access. At least that's what I've been telling myself. Here's to more of this someday.