Spring is in the air, the farmers are working in their fields and the kids are playing on theirs. Everyone is busy, busy, busy and if you are a mom (who happens to be married to a farmer) that means you are really BUSY, BUSY, BUSY right now!
It's the time of year when mosquitoes show up but your husband is nowhere to be found. He's off cultivating, seeding or spraying his fields while the kids are kicking, jumping and running on theirs. My head is spinning in all directions (I think I just discovered how crop circles are made).
Springtime as a mom, in a small town, means more than showing up to the ball or soccer game with a lawn chair, a bag of Spitz and enough patience to get you through a teenage boy's baseball practice. (Mosquitoes aren't the only pests on the field). Besides coaching and managing a team, equipment needs to be bought, jerseys to be ordered, registration forms sent in, money to be collected, fields need to be maintained and my least favorite of all, painting lines.
We have a great group of ladies who fly solo at this time of year and still manage to get it all done despite the circumstances. One such instance is my attempt at using the sprayer to paint the lines in the soccer field. It did not come with an instruction booklet, GPS or auto steer (let alone air conditioning). I spent hours just cleaning the machine, unplugging the nozzles , filling it up, only to have it quit working and spray more paint on me than the soccer field. This sprayer wasn't the only thing experiencing a breakdown.
Trying to do it all, planting a garden, coaching ball, managing soccer, heading off to work and my much dreaded painting lines experience, all led me to one thought. I need a break. I can't do it all. I am trying to do way too much in far too many places at once.
That's when the irony set in. Less than five minutes after I had this thought, I walked into my office and my co-worker said "Your sister-in-law was here. She left you a KitKat bar. It's on your desk. "
I had to giggle. If you haven't heard it before, the theme song for this chocolate bar is "Gimme a break, gimme a break. Break me off a piece of that piece of KitKat Bar."
It's funny how the universe delivers exactly what you ask for.
So what's a gal to do? I sat back, relaxed and had a KitKat Bar, maybe two, and played the song "If I had a million dollars".
