Where’s my popcicle?
7 Jul
I have realized something. Summer is not my friend. No, not the heat. For southern California, it’s been rather mild. I’m talking about the whole relaxed atmosphere.
On school days, I get up between 5 and 6 am. As a result, I get quite a few things done before the kids wake. Once they’re at school, I have the preliminaries out of the way and I can work. Getting up late, and then the kids getting up means everything takes twice as much time. Alas, this means I have to start getting up at the normal school year time.
I hate being a grownup.
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Do you remember being bored? I can’t remember the last time I was bored. I would LOVE to be bored! I mean, don’t get me wrong…I waste time with the best of them…but, there’s always a nagging guilt for what I SHOULD be doing. I wanna be bored.
Youth is wasted on the young.