The pool has sprung 2 consecutive links in the 3 weeks we've had it. *sigh*
Karin had a fever yesterday, I got the call at 10 a.m. and worked from home the rest of day, battling a crashy connection. She was better this morning, but since the school requires kids stay home for a fever-free day, she was with me at work this morning (infecting the office instead, muahahaha!) and missing the school brännboll tournament.
My to-do list will not stop growing. Squishing it does not, just as with my children, work at all.
We have new across-the-street neighbors. Young couple, no children, a boxer dog.
On Saturday we went canoeing on the Kävlinge River: 3 families in 3 canoes. No one fell in and the kids behaved beautifully. It was AWESOME. Then we ate a delicious dinner, prepared and grilled by my husband. It was AWESOME. Then we watched the Eurovision Song Contest until forever o'clock in the morning. It was, most decidedly, NOT awesome.
Canoeing always makes me want to sing river songs at the top of my lungs, while on the water: Moon River, Way Down Upon the Swanee River, Michael Row the Boat Ashore, etc. I need more though. My repetoire of river songs isn't nearly broad enough.
Sunday, on the other hand, was horrible. A huge downer-day.
Having a daughter that wants to be a massage therapist when she grows up is also awesome. She's constantly grabbing me and pounding the hell out of my back at the slightest provocation. Mmmmmmmm
After not being able to decide what to do with our summer vacation, we've pretty much settled on doing it all. We'll be going down to Germany, visiting Prague or Vienna for a couple of days, swinging through Paris and ALSO staying home to play in the...oh wait, see point number one.
Monday was our last AWC meeting of the "season", since we break until August, though there are still activities coming up and there are still newsletters and website to be dealt with each month. I didn't care for the guest speaker, who was supposedly speaking on "Mindfulness Meditation" but made it through his half hour talk without saying ANYTHING OF SUBSTANCE WHATSOEVER about his subject. But we had a good turnout and lots of new people show up, which is always nice, though I miss some of the old ones.
Tomorrow is our last choir evening: spring concert and then a dinner party afterwards. I'm dreading the concert, frankly.
I feel like the definition of lethargic on so many levels, yet I have so much to do my head won't stop spinning.
Martin got signed up for 3 days of day camp in August. I remember day camp. I LOVED day camp. Making gods-eyes and dreamcatchers and potholders on those little metal frames. And learning to play balleke-stomp in the yard and "I doubt it" in the lounge and singing lots of songs.
I kind of feel like moving. Must be the 3-year itch hitting me again at the (nearly) 6-year mark in this house. Maybe it was the across-the-street neighbors moving out this weekend that triggered it.
Bibbity Bobbity Bundles of Belated Birthday Wishes to nannergo!