4th of July has come and gone. That always marks the middle of summer. Now we’re on the downhill slope. And I feel really sad. I don’t feel like we’ve done anything this summer. And it’s almost gone. And over. Not that summer is really any different for me. Or 2 of my 3 kids. But I still feel myself sad that summer is winding up. School will be starting, my oldest starts school August 19th I think. That seems crazy early to me. I always think of colleges starting after high school. My middle thinks she might go back to in person school full time this year. Which is fine. If she can actually go. I don’t want another year of fighting her daily. I can’t and won’t do it. Does that mean I’m lazy? A worthless piece of crap mom? I don’t know. I feel like it a lot of days. That’s for sure. I know other parents that they can just look at their kids and they’ll do whatever that needs done. Am I raising entitled, spoiled brats? I’m trying not to. But is that why I’m sad summer is over. Sad that they will have to go back to routines. Even though most kids their age have jobs this summer. And only one of mine does. Will one of my kids ever actually be able to work reliably. Parenting is not for the weak. And summer being halfway over is putting me in all my feels as you can tell. We have some fun trips coming up for the end of summer. So I guess that should help. Maybe. First we’re going to spend 2 weeks in Europe. This is the longest I’ve been away in my life I think. But something I’ve always wanted to do. Multiple countries, multiple stops (only 2 countries and 4 cities. But actually we’ll stay in 5 different places). I’m looking forward to it, but nervous at the same time. Then we get back and have some fun concert plans. Then we’ll head to Canada the end of August. Maybe I should have planned the trips for the beginning of the summer instead of the end. That might have been helpful.
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