Have you ever noticed that it is always Thursday? Of course it really isn't always Thursday but by the time I have a minute to figure out what day of the week it is, it is Thursday again. Or is it just me?
Being an older parent means grappling with apparent memory loss at the same time that you are dealing with things like PAC meetings, play dates and field trips. You are getting a senior's discount at a the local Salvation Army while you are ordering Lego on line for your daughter at Indigo.com. You are tired and ready for bed at the same time that your children go to bed.
My husband likes to remind people that "life is like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes". Okay, I get that but why is it always Thursday?
Being an older parent means grappling with apparent memory loss at the same time that you are dealing with things like PAC meetings, play dates and field trips. You are getting a senior's discount at a the local Salvation Army while you are ordering Lego on line for your daughter at Indigo.com. You are tired and ready for bed at the same time that your children go to bed.
My husband likes to remind people that "life is like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes". Okay, I get that but why is it always Thursday?
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