This summer is whizzing by, a fact that I find to be quite astounding. Why is it so astounding? Because I have been so non-productive, so lump like, so sitting and staring at HGTV that it should be dragging!! Isn’t time supposed to pass slowly when you do nothing?

Well, it’s not.

And this is not making me happy. I do not have any desire to return to school and start that crap again.

Too bad I can’t get paid for being at home.

About the only thing I’ve been busy with is anything that involves the chorus. I am the picture of efficiency and follow through when it comes to the chorus. If I’m supposed to make a phone call or get something organized, boom, it’s done.

This is a very good thing, because I sure couldn’t drag my feet on that one.

Our "Christmas in July" even was ver successful! We had a huge crowd come to hear us, and a very large pile of donations to bring to the shelter. It took two cars to get it all there. It was so gratifying to deliver it as the woman who came to the door was astounded at the amount I had to give her, as well as that in the summer no one ever thinks to do things like this. She said that during the holidays they were inundated with gifts, but that the summer was usually very quiet.

I really did feel like Santa unloading my bags.

I seem to have insomnia. If I manage to fall asleep before three in the morning, I feel as if it’s a miracle. I make sure that I get up by nine, or earlier if I wake up, because I know that sleeping late in the morning will only make it worse.

But the thing is, all day long I’m really tired and I keep wanting to take a nap. I’m fighting it all the way, but because I am so tired I’m very inefficient when it comes to getting anything at all done.

I think it’s pretty pathetic when emptying the dishwasher and changing the cat box require so much exertion that I want to crawl into bed when it’s done.

I’m not one for taking sleeping pills or the like, but I think that I might have to at least give Excedrin PM or Tylenol PM a shot, so I can get back on some sort of a normal schedule.

It’ll be brutal trying to get back on schedule once school starts.

The one thing that I have done, because I am so Internet obsessed, is find and reconnect with an old friend and one of my cousins.

Actually, I don’t know if I have managed to reconnect with this old friend, but it was her birthday the other day and I sent her an e-card. I had come across her e-mail address and thought, why not? She hasn’t responded, so I’m not sure that she got the card.

She was my best friend in high school and for a while into our twenties. We lost touch for a while, saw one another at our 20th high school reunion and had a great time chatting and catching up, but in the way that it all goes didn’t manage to keep it up. She lives in DC so it’s not as if we have the chance to see one another very often.

It will be interesting to see if I hear from her.

The other person I found, thanks to the Internet, is my cousin Pat. She is about ten years older than I am and is the only daughter of my father’s brother. I haven’t seen her in years and years, mostly because she had a falling out with her parents and hasn’t been in touch with them – or anyone else in the family – for twelve years.

We have a very small family. I think all together I only have seven first cousins. It seems foolish to me to not try to stay connected.

So when I ran across her name at a genealogy site I thought I’d drop her a line. She was shocked that I would write to her, but she knew that the e-mail was from me before she opened it because she’d done searches on the Internet for our family name and would run across my name for a variety of reasons. The e-mail she sent back so just so sad. She had apparently spent all her life hearing that she was a mistake and not wanted, and it’s taken her years to get over it. She had seen my father’s obituary and cried, but wouldn’t come to the funeral for fear of being rejected or hurt someone else in the family. (Her father was at the funeral of course.) She also said that she would understand if I didn’t want to be in touch with her.

I thought that was awfully sad. She had been the flower girl in my parent’s wedding and my dad had spent a lot of time with her when she was a child. They lived in the apartment above my grandparents so she was always around him.

I wrote her back right away and told her that whatever had transpired with her parents had nothing to do with me and that I of course wanted to be in touch.

We’ll have to see what happens.

The heat and humidity seem to be building today, it’s been glorious all week, but now it’s feeling stuffy. I hate to turn on the air conditioning but I may have to give in. I use the cats as my gauge, as if they look as if they are suffering I make sure that I cool them down.

Maybe I’ll get something done today…….