summertime and the living's...boring

I think I love the idea of summer more than I actually love summer. Some people exclaim, "I love the days where I have nothing to do." Are you crazy? 


Days where I have nothing to do are hell. I sit around and think and think and sit around.

Days where my schedule is packed are the days I live for. I guess the occasional mental health day isn't too bad, but when I go for almost a week on end with nothing planned I want to shoot something.

The only good thing that comes out of days where I have nothing planned is I can go into my scholarly/nerdy role and read a book for hours on end. It also gives me a chance to hang out at the pool with my momma. Both of us, books in hand, can relax in the water for hours on end.

Summertime is a strange time because we wish for it to come and when it's here we don't know what to do with it. Time seems to fly by, but many a times we do nothing with our time.

I want to get the most out of this summer. Whether it's days with my mom at the pool or days that are packed with social events. Every day is a day. A day well spent can only be judged by those spending it. So, if I look back at my day each night and am content with how it went then I haven't wasted any time.

Today I'm golfing with my grandparents and my dad which will be followed up by dinner at the country club. Should be a good day. (Plus I already got a decent run in with Ty.)

Ask me how my day was 10 hours from now and I expect I'll tell you it was worthwhile.

Plus a little side note here... any day where you spend the entire day talking to the one person you want to talk to is a day well spent. No matter what the circumstances, no matter what the topic of discussion, it's a good day.

Find that person and talk the day away.

If you've found that person already, make sure they know it.

NP: Buzzin'-Shwayze