In case you hadn't noticed (in which case you may want to read more carefully) I push myself a little. And sometimes I mean a lot. And sometimes I mean hard. Because this pushing seems to wrap itself around the scholastic year, I find myself quite tired and um, well you see, worn the heck out come the end of April. So I generally reserve the month of May to recoup. If you've ever lived with me in the summers you will agree that this is true.
All of that is to say, I'm sorry if I don't show up at anything you plan. If it is your wedding and it is in Ontario, I'll be there. Otherwise, don't get your hopes up. And I'm sorry if I don't call you until June. But I promise I love you. Kiss.