Charlie Bear here with a revelation.
They say “summertime, and the living is easy” — well, I have to disagree. Summertime and the living is not easy.
It’s H E C T I C ! There are so many things going on that life is crazy.
Take for instance, the fact that kids are out of school. They play basketball in driveways, ride bicycles around on the streets, splash and holler in swimming pools, and listen to loud music til all hours of the night.
Then there are the celebrations. Memorial Day, Flag Day, 4th of July, Labor Day. There’s a day off during the week and the mail doesn’t arrive into the box like it should.
The trash trucks usually come around on Wednesdays and the street sweepers on Thursdays, but when there are holidays, their schedule is off by a day.
So what does this all mean? My routine is totally and completely disrupted. Up in the air. Thrown to the wind.
And you know what? For all the times when it gets to me, it also makes me happy. Mom and Dad Peep are around more when they have days off work and I even get to go swimming sometimes, there’s more activity in the neighborhood to watch and admire as kids grow up and mature (well, sometimes they mature), and those trash trucks and street sweepers will do their duty no matter what day it is and to heck with whether it throws me off a little.
So I’m adjusting. Some days are better than others. I’m working on going with the flow.
Wiggles and woofs,