I, along with millions of other, have three more days. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I will spend that time contemplating what happened to the year. How is it I managed to still not get my basement cleaned out or even the hall closet. How is it that all my good intentions of organizing my life while my kids were occupied at school got away from me. I have three more mornings of sipping my coffee as I peruse Facebook and my emails. Three more leisure trips to the gym or a morning of Kayaking. Three more days to find the lost library book. And no more 8am movies. That was new this year.
The population at the grocery store is about to triple. Instead of a 45 minute lap with a few gossip stops, food shopping will become an 85 minute lesson in patients, bargaining and saying "No!" No more humming along to the streaming 80's tunes I love so much.
Yet, I will not have to trade snuggling for scrambling to catch the bus. Snacks will not be eaten in the back seat while going 75 on the way to dance, soccer, football, or scouts. Echoes of laughter will fill the woods along with barking dogs. Yes, summer is around the bend and I am looking forward to the change of season. I believe these are the times my kids will remember and not if my bookshelves were organized. I remember the fort my Father built in the backyard after a morning salvaging parts from around the neighborhood's Junk Day. He taught me how to use tools and the importance of making the most out of what was available.
Put away the "to do" list and break out the sun screen, in three days, don't rush me.
Crap...just realized Wednesday is a half day!
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