It’s that time again.
Back to school time.
More like back to gaaah!
Can you feel the enthusiasm?
Nobody wants to get out of bed bright and early for school.
The novelty has already worn off.
And it hasn’t even been a full week.
Sure, my boys have been complaining of acute boredom for the last ten weeks.
But rarely is a child so bored that they eagerly anticipate returning to school.
My younger son seems especially over it already.
By day two, his alarm clock lay on the floor in pieces, its batteries scattered haphazardly.
It’s no fun for me, either.
There’s the stressful challenge of packing lunches they’ll actually eat.
And having to make sure they’re sanitary enough to be seen in public.
And worst of all…
That’s no fun.
Not only that…
Yesterday, we had to do a second round of school supply shopping.
Because once obviously was neither fun enough nor expensive enough.
Or sanity-endangering enough.
Hooray for Walmart and their disorderly heaps of leftover back to school crap!
I mean, supplies.
And so it’s back to battling the clock.
But now that the kids are back in school, it’s a great time for me to work on catching up on all the things I’d fallen behind on this summer.
And more cleaning.
Oh, who am I kidding?
I’ve somehow managed to fall behind in life as a whole.
I’d probably settle for catching up on sleep, at this point.
But there’s no rest for the weary.
Or the worried.
It’s hard to sleep while my mind gallops off like a crack-addicted race horse.
By the same token…
It’s also hard to accomplish anything that way.
So much to do.
So little motivation to do any of it.
At least my kids are being more productive at the moment.
They’re probably learning something at school.
So long, lazy days of summer.
Hello, back to school madness.
If nothing else, it’s back to devising ways of embarrassing my kids at school functions.
I suppose that counts as being productive.
~Happy weekend, friends! And Happy Birthday to my favorite mascot boy! Woo hoo!~