I'm Tired

 

It seems like I have been running for months.  Like I can't just stop, there is something to do.  The 5th Annual Awards banquet is over and thank God for that.  I've been planning it since last December and I just couldn't do one more thing.  

I took over as President and CEO of Cape Fear Voices/Teen Scene in February and it has been a really hard ride.  I am still the Editor of CFV, so I'm editing, working with the accountant, firing the marketing company we hired, getting the teen program worked out and all kinds of things, but I'm not writing.  That thing that I do that makes me so happy, I'm not doing it anymore.  There is something wrong with that picture.  

I'm still working at Carolina Dunes.  The patients we are taking in are getting more and more violent.  I guess the more violent they are the more money the company makes, but it is getting to be a scary place.  I feel bad for the nurses--always on the front lines.  They get hurt.   I'm still writing the newsletter for Carolina Dunes and I'm still writing for Leland Magazine, but I don't feel like I'm writing--not for me anyway. 

We are trying to schedule a trip to Cleveland.  Trying being the operative word.  We are waiting on the kids schedules from Jenna again.  I know they have things to do, I know they have jobs, but for once, couldn't she just say, plan your trip, we will find a time for you to see the kids.  Tony fusses when I fuss about it, but so many hoops, I'm just too tired to jump through them anymore. 

My hips and legs are still bothering me.  I try to walk extra steps everyday, but sometimes I just can't.  The weight that is piling on is another source of tension.  I hate the way I look. 

We celebrate our 36th wedding anniversary this month.  36 years, wow.  We are going to Olivers in Southport, one of my favorite places. 

The weather is beautiful, but I know that 95 degree days are just around the corner.  I love April and May down here--really the worst is the summer months, but it is worth it.  We watch hummingbirds on the lanai every night and listen to music.  Dixie sleeps at our feet or barks at leaves falling from the trees. She is a silly ass dog and we love her. 

I'm tired.  We did some running around this morning and I hurt.  It's nap time.