Long September

Remember that Counting Crows song, “Long December”? It’s kind of a mournful song about a month that went wrong. Well imagine me growing some Adam Duritz dreadlocks and singing that song about this particular month. September 2009 has been a rough one. It started out great, with my birthday on the 5th, but then hit Labor Day and steadily went downhill.

There is no major tragedy, no life-altering crisis, nothing to set off an alarm about. Just a series of personal and physical events that have left Bobby and me emotionally and physically exhausted. And now, we are both sick – some kind of bug that my doctor gave me an antibiotic for – just to give me something – but that yet is making us both feel terrible.

Sophie was sick at the end of last week and the beginning of this week, so I haven’t seen my friends in a week – no playdates, no coffee dates, no adult conversation! I miss them.

And to top things off, our TiVo appears to be broken this morning! How am I supposed to survive without TiVo?? I mean I might really die if I have to watch shows when they are actually on AND watch commercials. Currently I am letting Sophie watch a DVD on our laptop because the TiVo is also our DVD players, and she got me up an hour early (6:10 Sophie!? Really!!!??) and I am sick and desperate times call for exactly this sort of desperate measure.

So. Woe is me. Waaaah. Waaah. Five days left in this month. Let’s hope they fly by!