Gosh, I’m tired. It has been a very long, bothersome week, mitigated only by the fact that today was payday for both my wife and I. I know everybody we owe is as tickled about it as I am. They are invariably polite—“Thank you for your payment—it’s been a pleasure to serve you!” Glad to help out, folks.

If the rain holds off, the entire weekend will be one long soccer marathon—Middle Girl (who now sports an extra set of peepers) has some kind of tournament today and tomorrow; or today, tomorrow and Sunday; or every third week about, excepting days which are odd numbered; or something. I’ve lost track of when it’s practice, skills training (practice with a pro), a game (practice while keeping score), or a tournament (practice while keeping score and paying extra). I just decided to make myself a nice bed underneath the picnic table at the concession stand and wait it out. Boyoboy has a game sometime Saturday, too, and likewise his schedule is complicated to the point that I can only stare dazedly at it and him, after which I just go get in the car and set the autopilot and get to the park and return to my place under the picnic table. But, for all of the turmoil, it’s still better than it was last year when the two oldest girls were doing cheerleading. I will be publishing a Gabriel Garcia Marquez-esque book about it called The Season of Interminable Sleeplessness and Chanting.

If the rain doesn’t hold off, the entire weekend will be one long cabin cleaning marathon.

In either case, I don’t think I will be able to get out and scythe the green monster I have created in my yard. All that fertilizer last week has been nicely watered-in by the rain we’ve had the last two days, and the grass is now at least neck-high. (I tend to exaggerate. It’s really only up to my knees.) But at least it’s nice and green, which is the first time in the four years we have lived here that the grass has been this lush. And it doesn’t crunch when you walk on it. Which the next-door neighbor’s cat appreciates as it waddles around trying to hunt lawn vermin. And which my little lawn vermin appreciate as they try to hunt the cat.

So, once more into the weekend and once more, see you Monday!
posted by Terry at 4:48:00 PM