Boiled Frog

I said two posts ago that I'd elaborate on the concept of how it's been a challenge to jump back in to life at home, after last weekend's delightful getaway.

There's a widely-repeated anecdote out there that goes something like this:

Did you know that if you toss a frog into boiling water, it will jump out immediately? But the frog starts out in cool water and you heat the water gradually, it won't notice the temperature change and will eventually boil to death.

Yeah.

So perhaps life at home, where more and more spinning plates have gradually been added to the Amazing JoyParents Show, is rather like heating the water slowly.

Us boiled frogs, we got to experience life in the cooler water for a while, at my college reunion, away from our usual state of high-alert and high-responsibilities.

Then we had to jump back into the boiling water.

Dang, but that's some hot/intense stuff we live in around here.

I don't know what, if anything, we can really change. And it wouldn't take much to turn the heat up even further (seizures would do it. Or someone else needing surgery. Or another sudden regression/slamming of a bunch of switches.)

Sigh.

Boiled frog-legs, anyone?

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P.S. According to Snopes.com, the frog boil anecdote is false. Heh. Too bad, it was such a slick analogy!