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I smell school in the air

Don’t get me wrong, I love summer. I love the warm weather, the fact I don’t have an alarm clock attached to a tardy bell, no packing lunches, and no homework. That’s right, just because you don’t have to turn it in, you have to make sure your child does it, does it right, and it’s in the backpack the night before. Shew, and I thought those days were behind me. Anyway, there are some things the summer brings that I could do without, though. The “I’m bored” every ten minutes, “what can I eat now?” (even though they ate fifteen minutes ago), “are we going anywhere today? maybe a movie, the mall, anywhere?” Ah yes, the idle hands of time. This I don’t like so much. I’ve been extremely fortunate in the past with a mother-in-law whom we fondly refer to as camp. She is awesome–orchestrates scavenger hunts, themed menus for the week, outdoor games, milkshake days, and trips to the stores. This year, however, she’s become the caregiver for her mother. My children are limited with their time at her house. Heck, she’s limited at the time at her house. She lives with her mom throughout the week and returns to her own on the weekends. So it’s been somewhat of a bummer summer. And I get it, kids don’t have the same things that need to be done as a parent. We’ve taught another one how to cut the grass (a five hour chore on a riding contraption), I’ve assigned another one dish duty every morning, and the two smaller ones hang out, making sure their dirty clothes get in the basket and out from under their beds. But how long can this entertain? Approximately eight minutes. Then there’s the rest of the day to consider. And flopping schedules with your husband so one of you can remain gainfully employed.

Alas, summer is coming to a screeching halt. I smell the paper and wooden pencils as I walk into Target, see the back-to-school advertisements when the television is switched on, and pass all the parked buses, begging for newbies to join the ranks in transporting the crazies to the school back and forth. It’s time to get hunkered down to waking up early, praying we have bread, and wondering what I can make for dinner. (for those weeks I don’t have it magically planned out ahead of time). It’s better this way. The kids are all in places that’s making them think, they’re finally out of the house, and I can get into a schedule. It’s both liberating and frightening to think about. I’m not fond of schedules, but it’s necessary.

I took my two littlest to see Despicable Me 3 yesterday. Yeah, it was as good as you can imagine a rental to be, sitting in a theater that just charged us over $20 for the tickets, $30 for snacks, and a kid kicking my chair and talking the entire show. But I do it out of love. Although I must say, my kiddos didn’t seem particularly thrilled with it. Kind of like they were thinking it was a DVD rental at the Redbox, too. Once you go into the second and third editions of movies, it’s a rental for sure.

But it was nice to get everyone to pitch in and clean the house with me in order to go to the movies! My daughter and husband got to see Spiderman. They raved over it. Ironically I’ll see that in the Redbox. Times are changing, as my second in birth order son skulked to the back of the theater with his girlfriend, and my oldest met up with someone and watched Dunkirk.

Well, that’s all for now. It’s Sunday and the weather is a perfect 70 degrees. I’m going to soak up the last day before Monday begins. We have a dentist appointment and our first home study scheduled for this week. And, I might be doing a little bit of school supply shopping. Open house for my smallest is in 10 days. I can only imagine the teacher is going to demand 20 sticks of glue, 10 notebooks, and 15 boxes of tissues!

Have a great one, everyone!

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This right here

Add a few more plates, and that’s how I feel! Why yes, I did just get back from vacation. But now I need a vacation to get over the vacation. I feel like since May I’ve been going at warp speed. And it’s only picking up. I’ll recap since I’ve been too lazy to put finger to keypad and keep everyone involved minute by minute.

Boy comes home from college. Hmmm… haven’t had him in awhile. Dynamics change a bit. “Oh, yes we do need to make a couple extra helpings. Silly me, six is no longer the norm.”

Graduation times two for a 5th grader turned middle school, and an 8th grader turned high school. No problem, they’re still locked into public education. No one’s leaving the house. No need to shed tears…they’re locked in my site and in their rooms for a good four plus years. (The guy who turned senior will remain in denial).

Vacation. Or as I like to call it, a different place to hear some different crap. Don’t get me wrong, I love traveling 9 hours non-stop behind a steering wheel, only to get out and hear, “Do we have to go to the beach?”         Really?   “Nah, we can just sit around for 7 days and let what little rays entering the windows warm us with delight.” What kid doesn’t like to go to the beach? I used to live on it when I was younger. Then again, I didn’t travel with Nintendos, Xboxes, phones, and smart tablets. Nope, it was just me and my walkman. Which tickles my children to no end to look at my old one. It’s as though I’ve just pulled out a telegraph machine and will perform the morris code as I load a disc.

 

Then there’s the social life of everyone in the house but me. “Sure, you need to be at 3 parties in one week? Not a problem. I can get off early, stay up late, and drive those extra 30 miles completely off track of our home. My pleasure.” Now I see why I got off so easy with no one ever joining sports. Just as I was laughing at other moms, running here and there for practices and games, I’m getting it ten fold in one week with ‘hanging out’ here and there.

Last rant, but certainly not least. My job, which I thought would become more streamline with the use of technology, has actually become more challenging. I’m not speaking of the writing gig I do for complete pleasure…the other one. The one I’m bound to do in exchange for monetary support to engage in purchasing gas to haul said popular children around. Yep, the first couple weeks of getting everything that was beautifully stored in a filing cabinet and onto a network, I managed to get an enlarged lymph node. Right on my neck. Not so fun. Then there’s the shoulder aches. Pretty sure it isn’t coming from swinging a golf club. Completely stress. I can’t wait till things on the network become easier!

And so that’s all to tell at the moment. Next post I’m including pictures–real pictures. Of the outside of my house. I’ve been piddling outside quite a bit. Attending a few Trees Anonymous sessions due to all the trees that seem to be jumping inside my car and traveling home with me. It’s a disease. I’m sure of it. I’m even growing smaller ones inside. Help me now!  

Till next time, have a lovely day. Or night. Depending on when you peruse the internet. Have a great one!