Well I muddled through the first 3 days of school last week, trying hard to pull out of my post-summer slump. I started getting back into my school-day routine, worked out, got the house cleaned, Mark took me out for a lunch, I allowed myself 1 hour of just-to-make-myself-feel-better shopping, and yet I still felt blah.
Then I realized I think my problem is I don't like CHANGE, thankyouverymuch.
Not the kind that my kids are going through, not the kind that we are going through as parents, not to our schedule, not to my responsibilities, and definitely NOT the kind Obama is drowning this country in.
But that's another story.
I think I would be happy with the kids staying the same age forever, at home with mom and dad, with our summer schedule . . . . don't you think? I know. Probably not. I just have to enter into these new eras of life kicking and screaming. New limbs are scary places to hang out, people. Uggh.
Then there's another part of me - more adventurous - that would totally pack up and move to Alaska next week. Seriously. Maybe I'm just bipolar.
This week I won't even have time to mourn the passing of summer - Monday I work and we have soccer; Tuesday we have a major orthodontist appt. - 2nd opinion; Wednesday I have an all-day leaders workshop for my bible study, then soccer and a church meeting; Thursday I have a PTA meeting and Friday we have eye appointments for the kids.
Then there's Saturday. It's my bIRtHdAy and I am making it all about ME, folks. :) 'Cause very little is about ME these days. So I'm allowed a ME day, right? Can't wait . . . .
BTW, the boys are doing great with 2nd grade - so far so good!
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