Hola, fellow grieving friends.

First and, of obvious utmost importance, 🇲🇽 Mexico’ soccer team made it to the Octavos de Final in the World Cup ⚽️ yesterday and now I’m thinking we could actually win this thing 🏆!!! Ok, maybe not. Most likely not, but still, it is really fun to dream!

Ok. This past week has been a blur. Between my twisted foot 🩼, which has brought my always-running-around, trying-to-be-super-productive-and-grieving self to a complete halt, the three of us being in the house 24/7, and the beautiful chaos of summer’s lack of structure…

I’m getting major 2020 anxiety vibes

The constant unlimited access. The endless snacking. Being asked, “What’s for dinner?” at noon. Running out of 🧻toilet paper and no one mentioning it until someone is sitting on the 🚽 without it, really???. Hearing any one of our teens stand in front of a refrigerator or pantry bursting with food, let out a dramatic grunt, and declare, “Uggghrrr!!! There’s NOTHING to eat in this house!”, after a $200 grocery run, really???.

Also, I still have no back up. Yep, I’m still a badly-hurt one man band. I’m it. It still feels like a lot. ❤️‍🩹

Why is it that my lovely, wonderful 17-year-old son can casually walk into my room at 2:30 in the morning to remind me that we need to buy some sort of equipment for his music-producing… not-quite-yet career? Or our beautifully amazing 13-year-old daughter can stroll in at 12:30 a.m., just as I’m trying to write this blog, because her world is ending? Apparently, something in her screen-time restrictions isn’t letting her watch a show while she does her nails because we’re traveling tomorrow. 🤯 Uggghrrr!!! We are so having a family “staff” meeting to discuss summer boundaries, office hours, and the very radical concept that unless someone is actively bleeding, or the house is on fire, Mamma’s bedroom is closed sometime between 10pm and midnight, I haven’t decided yet.

Amigos… I cannot. I’m seriously considering getting one of those signs for my bedroom door. You know, the kind you flip that says:

COME IN, WE’RE OPEN 🔓/ SORRY, WE’RE CLOSED 🔐

And yet…Just like during COVID in 2020, we also laugh a lot. We hug a lot. We spend ridiculous amounts of fun, crazy, loud, and wonderfully lazy time together. We make memories that, one day, I know I’ll miss. Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely looove and welcome summer break. No alarms. No fighting to get everyone out the door on time. No packing lunches. No frantic searches for missing shoes that somehow evaporate every school morning even though there is a shoe rack right by the door. Family time, beach time, pool time, fun time!!!

I love all of that. But… crapolish!

And all of it is still messy, exhausting and beautiful.

 I’m so super extra tired this week. That’s my excuse to say…

I love these humans and they could potentially be the end of me 😂

Hasta la próxima! Until next time  Peace.