I believe this summer will be dubbed the summer I feel my age! I have never really felt as old as the calendar indicated – my daughter has frozen my age at 32 – however, that number has probably thawed since she is 32 + 10!!! The summer demands are much greater than winter’s here at our home. Since I work from home, I don’t have to deal with icy windshields, pre-heating the car, shoveling a path to the driveway – but summer? Work takes on a whole other definition. The mornings are spent hauling and spreading mulch, weeding a raised bed in the garden, in addition to my normal morning routine – and still “clock in” at 8:30 on the dot. Lunch hour is spent mowing, watering, de-webbing the front porch (where do all these spider webs come from?). Five o’clock comes and it’s time to fit in a workout, maybe a light supper, and then once the sun drops behind the hill and the scorching rays are gone, mowing commences once again. I hit the shower around 8:30, collapse in bed at 9 and watch some benign tv and drop into a coma by 10…to do it all over again in eight hours!
Right this minute, I am sitting at my desk with my feet soaking in warm water and epsom salts. Today, my feet ache. Yesterday, it was my shoulder blades. Saturday it was my hip. Every day my carpal tunnel aches and my fingers are numb. You get the picture.
BUT, it’s warm and the windows are open and the fans are spinning and the creaky screen door is creaking and the birds are nesting and the hummingbirds are buzzing and the chipmunks are scurrying and…
I love summertime!
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiastes 3:1