It was a long heatwave, about a week and a half, but it wasn’t terribly humid so it was *almost* tolerable? Have I gone crazy? I don’t like extreme heat, but I will admit that after bracing myself before stepping outside on a few days, I thought to myself, “oh, this isn’t that terrible”. Maybe I’m just mentally psyching myself out for global warming, who knows.
The girls start camp tomorrow. I think they’re ready for some structured days and time apart, although the last 2 weeks since school has let out have been a pretty good mix of activities, swimming, family time with the grandparents and a little lay around on the couch boredom. Summer vacation isn’t truly summer vacation without a little boredom mixed in. I’m happy to get a quiet house back during the day as I need to get down to work, but I’ll miss sleeping in till 9am. We’re back to throwing together lunches, getting dressed, applying sunscreen (yuck), packing bags and rushing out the door every morning. Maybe that’s why I’m feeling the Sunday night dread right now.
But I will say this: at ages 5 and 8, I’m just about done having any childcare stress like we lived through all those early years. Even if I do have work deadlines, we always manage and the girls occupy themselves for the most part, aside from the occasional bursts of “I’m bored” every 10 minutes that happen once a day. Things are soooooo much easier now.