Learning to Roll with the Punches

The last seven weeks have been kind of strange, to say the least. Yes, the weather has been out of sync with what we believe it should have been. If ever I believed in Winter Wonderlands I have gone far past that now. Yes, hubby and I were supposed to be basking in the Caribbean sun, and that fell through. Yes, I was supposed to have two full weeks off between terms at school, and thanks to the weather we had to extend finals week by a week and a half. Yes, my mom came to stay with us while work is being done on her apartment--and of course that work didn't proceed on schedule (see the weather for some of the problems) so her "one week" visit was four weeks. I made the horrible mistake one day of frustratedly shouting "What else can go wrong?!" and when the mail arrived I got my answer--you are hereby ordered to report for jury duty. Was it for my vacation time? Of course not--two weeks ago I spent a week doing my civic duty. Because I teach classes later in the day, I also got to go to work while serving. And of course one of my inanimate objects--our upright freezer-- decided to die before Shabbos, leaving us to try and find space for its packed contents (yes, I ended up cooking some strange dishes to save what I couldn't find freezer room for in the fridges). All this in addition to what some call "real life."

Hubby and I are trying this once again--we have reservations to go out west. I'm considering including Newark Airport in my daily prayers so that we can actually get on a plane and leave. So yes, beginning tomorrow--hopefully--the blog is going on hiatus for a week. If you don't see any new postings going up then we made it out of NY. Should there be new postings, you might want to stand back because I just might be ranting a bit.

Yes, we all surely need to learn to roll with the punches, but I'm afraid that there is a limit of just how many times you can get hit before you start yelling.

I hope that you have a happy and healthy and sunny week.