Whoo hooo, the kids' photo albums for the year are complete! Sadly, it's last year. Still, goal met and all. It truly was Christmas in July as I felt all of the frustration and rage I normally feel when doing these albums at the end of the year. I need a new album source.
There are six weeks of summer left, but I'm feeling pretty much done. I fall into the trap of planning ahead which is really a form of procrastinating. Standing in our front yard that was ravaged by a lax builder, I thought about how I plan to do needed yard maintenance in the fall. That plan is ridiculous because the fall isn't going to be any more relaxed than July. It's all a mess and I need a drip system.
Today is the last day of summer camp for my kids, which is sad, scary, and exciting. Sad because I will not be alone at home until mid-September, scary for all the squabbling, requests, and entertaining that will happen, and exciting because part of that entertaining includes adventures. There is potential in the freedom, I only hope it doesn't get eaten by squabbling. When I said good morning to one of my kids who was adding syrup to a waffle, her response was, "I'm bored." You're eating breakfast before leaving for camp in a few minutes, there is nothing to be bored about. But, we're reached that age, the age of perpetual boredom.
One of the many things I will miss about camp is the lunch program. My kids' school doesn't have a lunch option, making summer camp our only break from lunch-making during the year. Saying goodbye to that makes me want to cry. Hello, cheese and crackers!
My boredom busting plan is to do one fun thing a day, from the big, like a Giants game, to the small, an unlimited electronics day. Let's do this thing, summer!