Wake me up when June ends

As my friend Ron is known to say: I think we might be in for a long, hot summer. Uggggggh. I am mentally and physically exhausted. This month has taken it out of me. I normally seem to have a tough time of it around May but the stars seem to have conspired against me late this year. Beware the ides of June, not so much the ides of March, I guess. It has mostly been a period of unexpected, unforeseen expenses. It is one of those months in life where I feel like a financial juggler who is walking on a tightrope as thin and delicate as a strand of gossamer. One false move and you worry that it will all collapse into oblivion. It’s not really that bad, I just worry too much sometimes. And by my own admission, I do not have much patience, even with myself. I am my own best and worst taskmaster. I crack the whip across my own back much harder than anyone else could ever do for me. One of the concepts I am having to come to terms with is the idea that it takes time to save money. It cannot be accomplished overnight, especially in an economic downturn. Quite frankly, I am very grateful just to have a job, let alone one that makes me happy and serves a purpose in the world. I suppose when you have to buy new this and repair that and fix this and pay someone to do that, it makes you lose sight of the fact that things could always be worse. You get into a mindset of bracing yourself for disaster and, in some ways, you kind of bring more negativity into the mix because you have over-anticipated it. Kinda like willing more crappy things to happen. Although this month has tried my nerves severely, I am going to do my best to put aside the bad vibes and keep on truckin’. We may be, as Ron says, in for a long, hot summer but I don’t want it to all be miserable. Good things are on the horizon for this fall. I need to adjust my perspective and focus on the good stuff that is yet to come.


And I don’t think a well-timed bourbon-and-Coke this evening will hurt anything either!