It’s “Labor Day Weekend Eve…”

It’s that time again. Labor Day Weekend. The last “big” holiday of the summer – traditionally the weekend that signals that summer is over and we all have to become “grown-up” again. Back to school. Vacations over. Winter coming. Ugh…

I really, really don’t want the summer to end…

Summer is overSummer can’t be “over” yet – there are still too many summer things I want to do: I want to go to Put-in-Bay and Kelleys Island with Martin, I want to lay around and read magazines on a beach, I want to finally take our dilapidated bikes and get them “tuned up” so we can ride them. I want to have a “Summer Party” on our porch and pay back all our friends for all the times they have had us over. I want to have an outdoor reception with our friends to celebrate my recent wedding to the man I want to spend my forever with…

I want to take a road trip with Martin and go somewhere neither of us has ever been before. I’d like us to take a ride on the “Maid of the Mist” at Niagara Falls (I owe Martin that from a trip a few years back!) I want to wake up one day at noon, roll over and go back to sleep until I am “…too rested to sleep any more.” That is definitely a summer thing…

I want to go see new movies five days in a row. I want to “pretend” I have a bunch of different jobs and take a brown bag lunch to Wade Oval, eat a yogurt and munch on an apple on Public Square at noon and eat greasy fast food in my car at Huntington Beach. I want to pretend those are my “summer lunch hours” at all the pretend jobs I will never have…

Mickey D'sI want to spend more time with my Dad. I want to visit my nieces and nephews, both here in Ohio and in Tennessee. I want to “work on my tan.” I want to start writing a book and draft the syllabus for an adult education class I want to teach at our local community center. I want to clean out my underwear drawer, get all my sweaters dry-cleaned before winter and organize everything so we can go to an attorney and begin the process so my Beloved can stay with me here, forever. Those are just a few of my as-of-yet unrealized summer goals…

I hate to sound like an old person but where DOES the time go? Every day, I get up, move rapidly through the whole day, fall asleep and then do it all over again. It’s what I call “The Shampoo Cycle” – you know, like lather, rinse well and repeat? My days are get up, get out, get through and do it all again tomorrow.

I have a fun end-of-summer weekend planned: Saturday and Sunday I will see my siblings and many of my nieces and nephews, along with my Dad and two of my favorites aunties. Sunday evening Martin and I are enjoying dinner with four of our closest friends. Monday is still kinda’ up in the air but I am sure something will come up – the beach, a movie double-feature, something.

Sigh. I used to think money was the most precious of commodities; now I am beginning to understand that it is time. I mean, I never have enough of either, but…

feet in grass

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