I know that we’re way behind most of you, but today is officially our first day of summer vacation, and I’ll tell you what.
Summer vacation is kicking my trash.
Besides the hour I had this morning before the house woke up, this is the first time all day I’ve actually sat down at the computer. It’s 1:20 in the P.M.
Now, I realize some of you maybe sitting there saying, “Yeah? And?”
But for me, that might be a world record — for a weekday, at least.
Today I’ve written a blog post, run/walked 3 miles, made and cleaned up breakfast, printed out summer chore charts for the kids (thank you, Organizing Junkie!), gone grocery shopping (2 stores with 3 kids, at that), put away said groceries, made bread, made and cleaned up lunch, proctored a math test, read a story to my girls, and now here I am, ready to tackle my design queue.
The plan is for the kids to occupy themselves for two hours (hey, I’m a Pollyanna, what can I say?) while I work, and then we will go to the pool. And if I’m really on the ball, I’ll have our dinner ready to throw on the grill before we leave so I have no dinner prep when I get back.
Not only have I accomplished all that, but I’ve been the model parent, if I do say so myself. I’ve dealt with discipline issues with grace, accepted help in my baking without climbing the walls, managed to get the kids cheerfully helping out around the house, and spoken kindly to my little charges even when I wanted to pull my hair out.
It’s days like these that I feel like Wonder Woman, and I start to get all sorts of grandiose ideas of all the fabulous things I could do with my kids, but I’m not falling for it.
I learned my lesson last summer. It all started out so beautifully, but I know how it goes. All of this togetherness and productivity is a novelty for the first week, but by week two I’ll be ready to send them all back to school, and by week three they will be more than ready to part ways for seven hours a day.
Plus? This is tiring. I’m ready for a nap.
But I have miles to go before I sleep…