May is the busy time of year.
It's the-students-go-buck-wild-and-you-want-to-tear-your-hair-out time of year.
It's the weather-is-nice-and-no-one-wants-to-be-inside time of year.
It's the your-best-friend-is-moving time of year.
The try-not-to-crazy-as-you-plan-your-summer-vacation-and-realize-everything-is-already-booked time of year.
The get-ready-for-baby-and-go-to-lots-of-doctor's-appointments time of year.
The grading-papers-until-your-eyes-fall-out-of-your-head time of year.
The start-looking-at-buying-a-house-and-making-big-people-decisions time of year.
The get-your-dog-neutered time of year.
The students-are-AP-testing-time-of year.
The when-was-the-last-time-you-changed-your-oil time of year.
The wedding-reception time of year.
The have-you-bought-your-mom-a-mothers-day-gift-and-if-you-thought-she-was-hard-to-shop-for-try-shopping-for-your-mother-in-law time of year.
IT'S THE EVERYTHING TIME OF YEAR.
Which is exactly why I spent an hour last night playing 2048 on my bed. Nothing but swiping numbers. Down. Left. Down. Right. Down. (But never up! That's the secret, you see!) Sometimes when there is too much to deal with I just turn off.
Welcome to May.
Is it June yet?