Survived Another One

Summer that is.

Well, actually, I should say having the kid’s home from school for two months.

I didn’t mind getting up a little bit earlier yesterday as #2 headed back to grade 8. Or today for that matter as #1 headed to grade 11 (can you believe that…grade 11???) I really didn’t. As a matter of fact, I was awake before the alarm went off.

I was checking backpacks and making lunches and making sure wardrobe choices were available (like they ever wear what I think they should wear!!) and doing it all with a smile on my face and with a slightly lighter step! Almost a hop and a skip if you will.

And I’ll tell you, the difference between them being in school and not being is school is amazing.

The phone hardly rang at the office yesterday and today (well, I mean it rang, but the calls for me were substantially fewer) and it’s been two days and I still have two bars on my cell phone’s battery meter.

Yesterday, the kitchen looked like only a “mini-tornado” tore through it as #1 was the only one home. This is in comparison to the downright disaster I’ve been walking into for the last two months. I mean, really…I didn't think there wasn’t enough food in the house to have that many dirty dishes!! #1’s finally getting the “you can use the same glass twice you know” that’s been repeated and repeated for years now.

Today, if the sun had been shining, I’m sure the glare off the clean counters would’ve blinded me! And this is just the beginning…by this time next week, they’ll be so tired and brain exhausted, they won’t have the energy to fight and argue and do all that stuff that makes me absolutely crazy…

The best part…this will continue for the next fifteen weeks. That’s right, fifteen weeks until Christmas break.

The not so good part….I’m fairly certain it will be here before I know it.