Summer of 2010 has come to an end.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry about that fact. I suppose someday in the (very distant) future, I may look back and laugh but at the moment I am leaning toward the latter choice. Summer 2010 was, for the most part, what my son would refer to as an "epic fail"
I had huge plans and high hopes for Summer 2010. Had I not been so excited about it, I would not have been so disappointed of course. The season was nothing ... nothing like I'd imagined or planned for it to be.
As the old saying goes, "The best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry" The summer of 2010 was most definitely "awry!"
A few un-awry (is that even a word?) things did happen and are worthy of mention...
My sixth grandchild, James Daniel was born August 20th. That's a very good thing, right?
My son stayed out of trouble. Don't think for one minute that I didn't notice or appreciate that!
Hold on, I'm trying to think of a few more positive points.
I would say I "made it" to fifty, but that would only remind me of the epic failure the whole occasion proved to be. Ugh! I definitely hope to forget that one!
I suppose the best thing I can do is close the chapter that was the Summer of 2010 and move on to the next ... Fall. Fall will be much better than was summer. I'm pretty sure of that. This time I will not be disappointed.
Because this time I've made no plans at all!