Sing it with me:
There's 104 days of summer vacation
And school comes around just to end it
So the annual problem of our generation
Is finding a good way to spend it....
Yes. Day 1.
I attempted to get 1 writing project done.
2 would have been nice.
I fielded 14 questions that started out with "What are we having for....."
...and ended with breakfast/lunch/dinner/snack. Take your pick.
I started blowing up the slip and slide when I must have looked like I was turning blue and then Brian went and got an air pump to blow it up.
I stumbled upon a snake slithering all in the garden hose, so I refused to get close to it leaving no slip and slide fun until Brian and Nathan located the evil thing and killed it.
So now because of that, I am sure to spend the first night of summer vacation having nightmares.
I really do hate snakes.
I planted flowers and said "no" about a thousand times to the question "can we go to the pool?"
I dropped off one wildcat to a practice, grilled some chicken, bandaged an owie, made one trip to the grocery store, and edited an assignment.
I spent a lot of time worrying about whether or not I am going to get any paying work done this summer, cause everybody seems to need mama.
Then I remembered....there is value in being needed.
Just won't be taking that to the bank.
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