Well, friends and neighbors, now that it's approximately 119 degrees in the shade and no one in my house is waking naturally at 5:45 a.m. and we are finally settled into our new routine and staying up at night and sleeping until 9:00, lovely decadent, luxurious 9 (on the weekends, mind you). It must be almost time for school to start.
On the bright side, Brynna got into her school again (we have to reapply every year) and they notified us this year before the week before school starts and that's nice. She's gotten a post card from her teacher and she is geared up and ready to head back into the fray - books and P.E. and backpacks and this year we have to label all the school supplies which I assume means she gets to keep her own stuff. She couldn't be happier.
I, on the other hand, am already whining about it. For one, I am looking at this list of school supplies with sadness. Since school supplies are my second favorite thing (my first favorite is lemon cheesecake), I think it's rather unfair that my day is being ruined by the school dictating the brand of supplies needed. (Although I will agree that Fiskars are superior scissors and Crayola are superior crayons.)
Secondly, 5:45 a.m. I am headachey and tired just thinking about it.
Thirdly, that means that I should start, like last week, with getting my kids back on the school sleeping schedule. Fighting them at bedtime, missing my meetings, eating as soon as we get home, and waking before human beings should be conscious: here we come!
Also, have I mentioned 5:45?
I was just saying how I don't understand how year-round school is such a bad thing. No camp and trying to figure out what your kids are going to do all day, all summer while you work. No getting out of routine. No running back to school the moment the New Year's confetti has cleared. And now, I'm sitting here whining about how can summer possibly be over? I need at least another month's worth of sleep.
It makes me wonder, though. Where did the time go. When I was in school (back when dinosaurs roamed the Earth and hills worked differently so you had to walk uphill both ways) we didn't start until the end of August, we got longer at Christmas and we got out in May. We also had at least one day off every month. So, what happened? Do we have more instructional days? Or is fall break entirely to blame?
I don't know. What I do know is that in three short weeks, the countdown to fall break begins. (Also, what do you think they do with all those gallon sized ziploc bags?) Ugh. 5:45.