My college roommate had a sign hanging in our dorm room that read: April 15th is Sooner Than You Think. She must have swiped it from a tax preparation office. People would laugh at the sign, thinking she had some strange desire to be a tax account (she was a nursing major), not realizing that the joke was that her birthday was on April 15th. A few years later I had a boyfriend with the same birthday.
Even though everyone knows that April 15th is Tax Day, I always think about these friends and how I felt that the middle of April was so far into the year. It is more than a quarter of the way through the year and yet everyone feels like it comes up so fast, they never have their taxes done, they are never ready. How can this be?
And here I am. Once again so far into the new year and I can't get my groove on. I've written about it before, how March used to be the longest month and now it flies by as I panic, knowing that the busyness of April is coming way too quickly.
Last year at the end of March I posted this. And really, in so many ways, I could just say it applies to this year. But, on the other hand, a ton of stuff is different. And here is a truth that it has somehow taken me until middle age-ish to realize: Life is both crazy, hectic, unpredictable, with staggering highs and abysmal lows and it is mundane, tedious, excruciatingly boring. At the same time!
I used to have this friend that was writing a book titled: Bringing Color Into Your Life. He liked to tease me that I would never need his book because color seemed to find me. As much as I wanted my life to be steady and predictable, I was always finding myself in these crazy, unexpected predicaments. He believed that most people felt their life was dull and needed to create excitement. But maybe it is more about our tolerance of such things, than actually having a life with or without color. I think I've always had a low threshold for what I was willing to experience so the things that happened to me seemed bigger than they would to someone else.
I will rehash last year's end of March post with this year's updates in italics. And if you ever feel that your life has become too routine or boring, just try my time game and you will realize how many things change in a year. It never fails to reveal just how unpredictable life can be while also showing the consistencies, year after year.
Ten Before 10 from March 2008
Ten separate posts I should write:
2. I've watched Autism: The Musical twice with tears streaming down my face. I feel completely attached to all the people in the movie, kids and parents. I can't stop thinking about it. Latest thing I can't stop thinking about are two babies from parents who write blogs, that have died. It is heartbreakingly sad and I just don't know how people survive. I am also awed by the outpouring of support from this bloggy community.
3. I get e-mails from Runner's World with helpful links. Today's was titled: Easter Candy = Crack. I am so there. In fact, I am right now going to throw the rest of it out. Chocolate is my biggest weakness, hands down. Also, there was a tid bit about people gaining weight while training for a marathon. wtf? How is this possible? Well, they explain it, but I don't even want to know because that is just too depressing. There is no way that running your ass off shouldn't correlate to literally running your ass off. I have actually lost weight this year, nothing to do with training, though. I think it is the thyroid medicine that I am now taking.
4. Speaking of which, I ran 10 miles 2 weeks ago. And Matt says that if I did 10, I can do 13. I wish I believed him. He's right, as I know, because I did run the race last year, but I won't be this year. I hurt my ankle and will be bowing out, sadly. This has really bummed me out and made me rethink running. More on that soon.
5. Scott is having an anxiety attack that started with his bus
breaking down and is now spiraling into him not being able to sleep and
following me around the house. He is chewing his sleeve and hmmm- ing
and jumping at every sound. I am trying to be understanding without
making too much of it. Sure, you can wish me luck with that. The current anxiety situation centers around being at school, that he will get sick, that it will feel like an eternity while he is there, that he will be upset about something. We are participating in a study at the University of Pennsylvania on Anxiety and OCD. Many more details on that soon.
6. I am in charge of our family NCAA basketball pool, as always. A fun tradition that Scott is way too caught up in. I won, again, which seems suspicious because I am in charge, but really, I can't cheat, I'm just lucky.
7. I failed to attend Oprah's on-line class for her book group selection, A New Earth, for the 4th week in a row. I love Oprah and totally dig the premise of this book, but cannot, for the life of me, understand how millions of people are actually reading it. Have you tried to read this? Either I'm not as smart as I thought I was or a lot of people are lying. Well, I missed Oprah's classes again this year, but I am reading The Time Traveler's Wife for a new book group I am joining and am pretty excited about starting fresh with some different people.
8. It is almost April. Taxes and birthdays and yard work, oh my!
9. This time two years ago, Jane broke her arm, I started this blog and I started running. Scott finished up his listening program and cut back on his OT. It seems like more than a two years has passed because so much has happened. Last year, Matt was only a few months into a new job and now, he's just starting another job. Would have never seen that one coming last year!
10. I desperately want to go to BlogHer08 in San Francisco in July, but cannot figure out how to justify the cost. Ya'll know I went and had fun. I bought a ticket to BlogHer09 in Chicago early, in order to get the discount price, and then the tickets sold out. I am not sure if I will be able to go, but I think I can sell it if I am not going to attend. I am kind of surprised that it sold out so fast given the economy.
10 pm - I made it on time.