And the livin' is easy

When? Summertime? I am beginning to think there is no such thing. Murphy's Law - just when you have absolutely no time for anything, extras that need attention work their way into life. Why does the bathroom sink have to stop up so I have no choice but to call my favorite plumber. And of course, why does this happen on Friday when I can't get the plumber to answer any calls because it is the week-end? And didn't I just have all the pipes replaced under the sink? I should complain about my dishwasher going up after some 20 years of faithful service? (Wasn't it just last month I replaced the refrigerator - not June a year ago?) And I should complain that after 20 years one can no longer get parts, even for a Maytag? And I should complain about spending money to replace it? And I should complain about using my talents and doing arrangements for church? THAT kind of work makes me obsessed - I can't stop until it is done - which means something else in line stays in line on the TO DO list. And I wonder why I'm not feeling the easy living ambiance of summertime? Maybe this is the Providential rendering of " slow down, you move to fast, gotta make the morning last..." Maybe I should learn from the dogs. It's just too hot for any effort. Just kick back and adopt a French attitude " un de ces jours" (one of these days). I am just NOT amused! I spent too many years as a student and a teacher and summer is NOT supposed to be the least bit dramatic or inconvenient. Give me those lazy,hazy,crazy days of summer... PLEASE!