Another One Bites the Dust

Well, another school year is almost over. Almost being the key word. Drummer Boy ended up doing very well, and Elvira is doing well, too. If she can just retake a Geometry test or two so her teacher will pass her for last term. If only ... She has been so swamped that I'm surprised she doesn't have Power Point slides tipping out of her head when she nods off.

Kitty Boy and Tinkerbell are doing great. The GT room is all packed up and generic again. We're looking forward to La Push in August and a handful of other places in the meantime. I'm building a reading list for myself and have decided I want to complete one task every day this summer, whether it's dusting the ceiling fan or sewing on a button I've been meaning to. I'm the master of starting things but never finishing them. That's my big goal. Just one thing a day. More than one is gravy, but not expected.

I love summer vacation. I really want to go home to see my family. I miss them all. I got to see Caro last week on her way from Idaho to home for good, but it was only for a few hours. Not enough. I found myself just staring at her because I've never really spent much time with my own sister and I was just trying to memorize everything about her. I want to be around my family enough that their very appearance isn't so captivating, just reassuring. I want to see Jim's store and help out. I want to take my mom out to lunch and dig up weeds at the house. I want to sit on Dad's bed and spend all the time in the world with him. I want to be there when Suzy comes with the kids. Utah is nice, but it's never going to be home.

This post ended up differently than I thought. Funny how that works.