This is the last full week of my summer break. {tear}
Next Thursday teachers report for meetings and then the kids come back August 1st. Even though I’ve been off for over four months, I’m still not looking forward to going back. I like being home with my babies. But the bills have to be paid, and that’s my job…
Ellie is at Miss Lori’s, Harper is asleep, and I’m getting things done. It seems like the last couple weeks before I go back to school are always the busiest; trying to cram in all the stuff I didn’t get to, trying to visit the Children’s Museum or the zoo one more time, hoping to get everything “set” so when school starts (and the craziness), there will be a calm at home.
This doesn’t ever really happen, but it’s always a goal.
So this morning I’m doing laundry, dishes, washing bed sheets, dusting, cutting coupons, painting another coat on the kitchen table, grocery shopping, having lunch with a friend, and about five other things that probably won’t get done.
I’m listening to
which reminds me of summer, Krissy’s farm, and an overwhelming sadness. That summer was rough and beautiful all at the same time. A summer of high highs and really low lows. But I wouldn’t change a thing. I understand why it had to be.
So I’m spending the day remembering an old summer and trying to squeeze every last second out of this one. It just moves too fast.
It all goes by too fast…
agree.agree.agree.
i love you even more. i have been reading your stuff today…taco bell runs (former college “too much” girl here too), and now dmb?!? you are a completely fantastic human being. 🙂
– Barb