What a Loser

Yep.  Loser.  That's me and I'm down with it.  I looked on my blogger dashboard and saw the last time I posted was April.  That was in the springtime - when all vegetation was greening, the flowers and trees were blossoming, the butterflies were caterpillaring, the birds were egging, the pools were opening, and on and on.  And now it's August.  So what happened to time?  I think I've mentioned about 10,000 times that I'm now in adult hell.  I'm continuing to mother my mother.  She has been moved from assisted living to skilled nursing care.  I met with her care team a few weeks ago after they very correctly assessed her needs. And they have graciously let me know I'm on that team, too.  Oh joy.  For some freak reason that I cannot comprehend, the care team is on salary, yet I'm not.  Once again, I've been bamboozled.  I've also been tricked into visiting the facility more often.  The care team correctly assessed that she will not walk again.  Listen carefully to me, ya'll.  CONTINUE TO MOVE.  If you only walk around the house, CONTINUE TO MOVE.  If not, you will also end up in skilled nursing all too quickly with your college degree you worked like a dog to achieve,  yet now having someone tell you where to go after your 4:30 meal or Bingo game and how to map your way back to your room that is 5 yards away.  And it's time to change your diaper, even though you've told the nurse 4 times today you don't want it changed.  "DAMMIT WHERE'S MY WALKER???"  You don't move, you're gonna be that person.  
So on the happy flip side, my grandson began kindergarten today.  Yes, way down south, they begin school on August 1.  I'm assuming the end of January is the beginning of summer vacation.  His parents sent photos of him sitting on the steps in front of the house, waiting for the bus with his friends, boarding the bus.  It's killing me!!!!!! That kid is supposed to be about 3 years old.  Why is he now in kindergarten?  Where is the time going??  I'm afraid if I blink, he'll be in college!  I hope his kindergarten days are happy and full of love and fun.  He's such a sweetie.  I know he'll soak up every bit of schoolin' and come back and teach the rest of us some new tricks.  Because that's the way 5 year olds roll.  They are so eager and excited and they just have to bring it home for the rest of us.  Kinda really balances out where I am in life right now.  The bad and the good.  It's life, friends, and we only get to go around once.  KEEP MOVING.  
On another note, all you friends from high school - remember how we just had to monogram everything to be oh so cool?  I done did one for you to look at.  How dare I end the sentence with a preposition!!!