Summer, Summer, Summer..It’s A Merry-Go-Round

Maybe I’ll title all my blog posts with a song lyric. Assuming I got this one right. Right?

I know I’ll be crying ‘mister’ by August. Quite possibly July. Oh heck, who am I kidding..2 weeks into the big SB. That’s “summer break”, if you didn’t know.

But OH.MY.GOD. I’m screaming mercy right now! I’m just so tired. I know, the kids are tired too. But hey, this post is about ME. Because, isn’t that what blogging is about? Kinda? As my sister says, blogging is narcissistic. Maybe she’s right. Whatevs.

Anyway. Back to me.

Since my youngest was 2, I’ve been driving him to school. Every. Single. Day. No bus because we are school of choice. And, the negative of school of choice is..no bus. So, I fight with the kid to wake up. I fight with the kid about what to eat for breakfast. I fight with the kid about what to wear to school. I fight with the kid about hurrying up or he’s going to be late. I fight with the kid about actually getting into the car to go to school. And then I drive in silence in hopes my blood pressure goes down and I don’t have a heart attack while driving.

I’m sorta tired of fighting. I’m super tired of schedules.

I’m looking forward to languishing.

I don’t do languishing well but I enjoy the idea of it. I like that it’s a summer morning option, should I choose to use it. I think, with practice, I could get really good at it.

Side thought here..

Isn’t it weird that during the week, I have to force my kid awake at 7:30. Yet, on the weekend, he’s up before the butt crack of dawn and, inevitably, he wants to chat? Does that happen in your house, too?

I figure that side thought is what is going to interfere with the languishing option.

We have a few days..DAYS.. till Summer Break.

That’s it.

Less than two school weeks left of this year.

I’ll have no more elementary school aged kids. He’s off to middle school in the Fall.

I’ll only have one kid left in high school, the rest are now college-aged.

I have no clue how that even happened.

The whole ‘kid growing older’ thing is exhausting me, too.

Maybe summer will slow down this process?

Except, after July 4th, summer flies by as fast as the school year did.

Is there no mercy, even when I’m crying for mercy?

Sheesh.

Um, so what was my point when I started writing this post because I think I totally went off of it…

School year burn out.

Complete exhaustion.

I’m done. I’m waving the white flag. My arms are hurting.

I’m throwing in the sweaty, tear covered towel.

I mean, it’s a bit premature due to the fact that there are still those 14 days that I mentioned already. But, I’m just not feelin’ it anymore.

Packing lunches?

Over it.

Setting alarms?

Yeah, no thank you.

Making breakfast?

Fricking pour your own bowl of cereal, Mommy’s already started her vacation.

Laying out clothes?

Seriously, why am I even doing this anymore anyway? Oh yeah, because some boys don’t know how to match their clothes.

Rushing like a madwoman on crack, every single weekday morning and afternoon?

I need a moment or, more like 3 months..to breathe.

So do they. They being the kids. And the hubby.

But, this is my blog so it’s about me 😉

I need a break, even though I know I’m going to need a break from that break shortly after that break begins.

I know I’m not going to be able to keep enough food stocked in the cupboards.

The fridge will be empty within a day.

The kids will complain about boredom, despite the luxury of having a pool in their very own backyard.

My throat will be raw from yelling at them to walk the dogs and clean their rooms.

My brain will explode while trying to orchestrate play dates..excuse me..hang outs for the youngest kid.

But, you know what?

It will all be tolerable.

Because..

Wine.

Oh, who am I kidding..

Tequila.

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