End of School Year Madness

I finally lost my mind last night.  I threw out my first grader’s homework.  I didn’t mean to, it just happened. It’s been happening a lot lately.  It’s the third time I’ve misplaced or thrown out my children’s assignments.  I think it’s subliminal.  I think my subconscious is finally telling me to pack it in and call it a school year.  It’s been ten long months of hard work.  Ten long months of helping with homework assignments, math projects, science experiments, creative essays, book reports and, my favorite, arts and craft.   Ten long months of finding glue bits stuck in my hair, deep paper cuts on my fingers, and strips of construction paper tucked in the corner of my kitchen floor.  Ten long months of balancing my work schedule with my kid’s school schedule and after-school activities that seem to go on and on until the wee hours of the night.  Ten long months of snack duty and field trips and Christmas pageants and lunch boxes and attempts at healthy and nutritious meals. . .  you get the picture.  It’s gotten so bad that I even wrote a long ranting letter to my son’s teacher to stop, for the love of God, the madness!  She must have thought I was a raving lunatic, but the truth of the matter is my kids have already mentally checked out and so have I.

 Don’t get me wrong.  I LOVE my children and to see them grow into such lovely young adults is so gratifying.  I so appreciate their teachers and all they do to make them productive members of our society.  I love the school they are in, the friends that they have made, and the colorful and bright hallway walls decorated with crayon-drawn pictures and neat cursive essays about Abraham Lincoln.  But I need this school year to “officially” be over . . . seriously . . . or I might have to check myself into a psychiatric ward.

I know I’ll regret this at the beginning of August when you’ll find me slumped over the kitchen sink pulling my hair out as I hear my kids tell me, for the fifteen time, that they are bored and have nothing to do.  I know I’ll be longing for the crisp fall mornings when I happily see them off to school so that I can enjoy my first cup of coffee in peace and solitude.    I know I’ll soon be crossing off the days on the calendar (in red ink) as we inch closer to the first day of the new school year with longing, just like I would eye a chocolate candy bar two weeks into a diet.  I know I’ll crave the structure of a five-day school week and look forward to the eight hours in a day when I am given the gift of uninterrupted time to clean, to work, to go to the post office, to take a shower without someone shouting a question from the other side of the door.

But, for right now, I don’t want any of that.  For right now, I’m counting down the days, hours, seconds until it’s all over.  Like a bad break up, I need time and space to miss the school year.  I’m ready for you summer!  I’m ready for the lounging at poolside.   I’m ready for barbecues and weekday getaways.  I’m ready to watch movies with my kids until late in the evening without worrying about getting up early the next day.  And I’m soooo ready for the backpacks to be put away . . . even if I know it will only last for about a minute . . .

 Erin

 

Beach Reading-Here I Come!

Now that Memorial Day holiday is over and the start of the summer season begins, I can officially proclaim to you all how much I love summer.  And it’s not just because of the weather (hot and sunny and no sign of snow anywhere) or the fact that I can wear my white capri pants and flip flops 24/7 (say good bye to Uggs for now).  It’s also not how much I look forward to a long overdue vacation and sigh with contentment over long weekends feeling the sand in between my toes and hearing the ocean waves crashing onto the shore.

Those are all really good reasons to love summer but one of the main reasons I enjoy this season so much is because of beach reading!  Yay!  As a book lover, I can’t wait to make a dent to the long list of summer reads I have been anxiously waiting to dive into.

Summer gives me the perfect opportunity to catch up on my favorite authors and characters.  It sets the right mood with the irresistible combination of a lounge chair, sun block, a glass of chilled wine and two hours of uninterrupted time with my Kindle.  And there is sooo much to choose from this year that I really don’t know where to begin.

The sequel to The Devil Wears Prada is definitely on the top of my list, as well as, Beautiful Ruins by Jess Walter and Where’d You Go Bernadette by Maria Semple.  Inferno by Dan Brown, Reconstructing Amelia by Kimberly McCreight and And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini will definitely check off the categories of mystery suspense and emotional drama.  ‘Insurgent’ by Veronica Roth is a must for the science fiction cravings I often have. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows will take care of historical fiction and One Day by David Nicholls will satisfy my mushy sentimental romantic side.  And if I have time, I may be tempted to re-read my favorite classics such as Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.  And just to add some levity and fluff to my summer months, VJ: The Unplugged Adventures of MTV’s First Wave is definitely on my “to-read” list as well as Some Girls: My Life in a Harem by Jillian Lauren (Hey, a girl needs her quota of gossip too!)

So there you have it. Only two and a half months to get done with all this reading.  It’s quite a challenge but one I’m so ready to take on.  Now, I’m off.  I hear my books and the beach calling!

Happy Reading!

Erin