It’s a cruel, cruel summer

4 08 2009

Just yesterday I was a little melancholy that summer was ending. This is huge for me, because the last few years I’d spent the final two weeks of summer counting down the days till school would start. Begging for school to start. What does it  mean? That I actually ENJOYED my summer with the kids for once? That I managed to keep a few assignments rolling along steadily, thus avoiding  insanity and feeling utterly useless? That I (gasp) am finally falling in step with the rhythm of my new life?

They all sound about right. Well I’ll be damned.

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