I have been looking forward to this day for many, many months. At last, work is done for a few months, or close to it anyway.
When I was a kid, we were so exhausted at the end of summer break we couldn't wait to get back to school. Everything was cleaned, sorted, purged, arranged, gone through, and any other thing we could do to it. Each drawer, closet, shelf, book, and knick knack was re-evaluated for its' usefulness and sentimental value. If it didn't make the grade, out it went. My mom was absolutely ruthless about it, which she really had to be. We moved nearly every summer, and we had a certain weight limit that our household goods had to fit within or we would have to pay the Army extra to move it. That would never happen as long as my mom and dad had a say in it, so we made that limit no matter what. Honestly, there are very few things I even remember getting rid of, so I'm hardly emotionally scarred by the experience.
In fact, I have often wished that we had a big move coming up. As overwhelming as it would be, knowing you have a concrete number to make makes everything look much less attractive to you. I've lived in this house for over 16 years now, and boy does it show. We have so much stuff, and it completely drowns me. I get so paralyzed at the sight of it all that I don't know where to start.
Since becoming a mom, summer vacation has typically become a blur as soon as the kids have gone back to school. I feel like I have absolutely nothing to show for it, and rather than having all sorts of educational enrichment activities, they're sticking straws in their noses or something equally disgusting. So in order to feel less like a complete failure in life, I'm going to chronicle our summer vacation. Boring for you, dear reader, but most entertaining for me.
Here goes:
On the first day of summer, the weather gave to me
A day full of pouring down rain.
So we went off to do errands, which needed to be done:
One trip to Petsmart, one new paper towel holder,
And a salad chopper that makes Kitty Boy smile.
Then off to Best Buy, to look at X-Boxes which I'll regret.
Lots of 'M' rated games, way too much money,
but Sweetie went and made a deal with the boy.
Thread at the fabric store, and a pattern for Tinkerbell,
A summer full of sewing for me.
Okay, that's enough of that. Then Kitty Boy made an amazing salad bar for us, I went through a few more papers and threw some out, I'm about to take the dog for a walk, and I've only played two levels of Wedding Dash today. Oh, and Tinkerbell played with Kylie all day long, and I took the kids to Macey's for frozen yoghurt. I also found the fabric that goes with the pattern I bought and am going to preshrink it tonight.
I talked to Mom and Suzy, but forgot to call Suzy back. Will do that during our walk. No reading yet, or pulling weeds. I'll try to remedy both.
Okay, I don't feel like a total slacker today. I got a fair amount done (plus dishes and the usual "stuff."). But I want each day to stretch out as long as it can. I'm in no hurry for it to end yet.
