This will just take a second. And I’m not the first to notice this. My friend, Jen Hatmaker’s (OK so we’re not really friends but she lives in TX and I think we have mutual friends and one time she spoke at our church), iconic viral post from last year says it great. But I’m past mailing it in and into the gasping for air on the side of the road wanting to die phase. So here we go.
- You find yourself disoriented and unable to do simple math problems or come up with words for things. (eg today I tried to pay for summer camp and multiplying a 3 digit number by 2 seemed impossible and required a calculator. And my 17 year old’s help)
- You are exhausted and feel that one more step may do you in. (eg when my alarm went off this morning I thought for a moment that I was already dead. Didn’t figure out I wasn’t until my 3rd cup of coffee)
- The people around you are starting to act like lunatics. (actual text to one of my 8th graders: if I get one more call from a teacher about your behavior life as you currently know it is over.)
- You start leaning heavily on your mantra. (mine for this school year? make sure they pass or they’ll be living with you forever)
- You start to wonder why you ever signed up for this thing in the first place (parenting in this case) and vow never to do it again.
But I know, in a few weeks, Friends, we will cross that beautiful finish line. It will be summer vacation. And before I know it, I’ll be sitting in front of the school’s online portal ready to sign them up to do it all over again.
Happy Running. And to the entire 8th grade staff of my twin’s middle school, I sincerely apologize. It’s their father’s fault.
Jen