Much Too Young To Feel This Damn Old

In addition to frizzy hair and sweating in embarrassing places, this summer brought our family a glimpse of the future, and I wish I could say it was as awesome as flying cars and personalized hologram greetings at the Gap. I spent a week doing daily GT training in preparation for my new full-time job. So, instead of our usual Mommy Days, it was kids being with someone else all day and getting in 30 minutes of family time at night.

I did not love it.

But, the fact is, things were going to change no matter what. The boys started kindergarten two weeks ago, and me staying home would not have afforded me much more time with them. Plus, it would have been hard for them going through school as the kids whose mommy spent all day staring through the windows and weeping. We are now fully ensconced in the two-working-parent life complete with full-time school for the boys and two sports seasons in motion.

Sidebar: Youth sports in Texas should only be played in April and May.

My new job is teaching seventh and eighth grade GT English in Frisco. It is a dream job, but it may also kill me. I’m out of practice and older and sleep-deprived and a mommy. Needless to say, this here blog has been abandoned. In lieu of actual content, I bring you my teacher version of a favorite Garth Brooks tune, “I’m Much Too Young To Feel This Damn Old.”

This pile o’ paper’s getting larger
Seems there ain’t no end in sight
To sleep would be best, but I just can’t afford to rest
I’ve got Meet the Teacher tomorrow night

I called for help, but no one answered
For the last two hours no one’s been here
I guess it’s only me, to tell the truth I just can’t see
What’s kept me up at school ’til six o’ clock.

And the words are getting blurry, and my yogurt’s getting mold;
I’m much too young to feel this damn old
All my plans are on the table but they ain’t too close to whole
I’m much too young to feel this damn old

The student grammar’s getting worser
Tougher punks, you know I can’t recall
A worn out book of Harry Wong, smuggled candy, and a country song
Seem to be the only friends I’ve left at all

And the words are getting blurry, and my yogurt’s getting mold;
I’m much too young to feel this damn old
All my plans are on the table but they ain’t too close to whole
I’m much too young to feel this damn old

Lord, I’m much too young to feel this damn old

One thought on “Much Too Young To Feel This Damn Old

  1. I was wondering if the blogroll on my site had stopped loading your blog updates. But you have had good reason for the break! Miss your writing, but understand completely why real life sometimes does not allow for it.

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