Back to School Blues

It’s that time again.

Back to school time.


More like back to gaaah!

Can you feel the enthusiasm?


Me, neither.

Nobody wants to get out of bed bright and early for school.

Including me.

Especially me.

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.

For anyone.

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.

And traffic.

And Walmart.


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.

Like cleaning.

And writing.

And reading.

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.

But, hey.

At least my kids are being more productive at the moment.

They’re probably learning somethingย  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!~

Augh! Not this again! Didn't summer just start?!

Augh! Not this again! Didn’t summer just start?!


19 thoughts on “Back to School Blues

  1. I know how you feel. Doesn’t it feel like an endless cycle that you just can’t seem to shake. Fortunately for me, now that my daughter’s in college, I just have to endure this with our son for four more years. Ahh, just one of the joys of being a parent. We certainly are earning our parent’s badge huh?

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  2. Taking our youngest off to college tomorrow. ๐Ÿ˜ฉ So many years the mother and now the nest will be empty and I will be adrift – for a few days and then Iโ€™ll get back to writing and other projects and counting the days til the kids come home again. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜

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  3. I will have you know that we have some very fine leftover back to school crap at Mecca! And you need to hurry up and buy it all up so we can put out our Halloween costumes (Holy crap, the Maskimals are going to be everywhere this year)….

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    • Oh, I’m sure there are fine leftovers, after you drop to your knees and start digging. At least, that’s what I had to do last week when my one of my sons needed two more spiral notebooks for one of his classes. Specifically, a one-subject Mead spiral notebook with built-in folders. After five minutes of rummaging, I managed to find exactly one of those notebooks. Fun times! ๐Ÿ˜›

      I did see a huge bin of Maskimals, filled with heads of eagles, panda bears, and tigers… but sadly, no unicorns…


  4. Hope it settles down. On a side note – ALL homework should be banned, it sets the wrong example for later life (you don’t take work work home with you – well, you shouldn’t). Also, kids need ot be kids, they have too many future years when they won’t be.

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