Remember when you were a kid, and the summer stretched ahead of you endlessly? How it seemed like the long lazy days would go on indefinitely? That’s how I felt this summer, with no school and no work. Graduating in April did give me quite a long summer. And the month of May seemed to go on forever; lovely spring days, warm sunshine, flowers blooming, lazy mornings weeding, hauling mulch, hauling more mulch…wait a minute…time seems to have dimmed the pain of hauling yards and yards of mulch…but I digress. Then June happened and suddenly it was July and then before I knew it August is almost gone and it’s going to be September and I wasn’t paying enough attention and that endless summer is just about to end! What happened?

I am feeling melancholy, and I’m not sure if it’s the end of summer (even though technically the lazy days could go on and on as I still have no job…) or the fact I’m not headed back to school next month, or possibly the fact that tomorrow I board a plane for Alabama to spend a week at my parents’ house and there are no parents there. Could be a combination of all of that. So I’ll be gone a week, no postings while I’m at a cabin with no internet connection, no phone, no pressure, no sheltie, nothing but napping and reading, maybe a bit of swimming and water-skiing. Who could be depressed with that?

But the truth is I’m missing my parents as I contemplate spending time in their space, I’m missing school as I watch the back-to-school advertisements, and I’m beginning to miss summer as I watch the leaves start to turn and feel the cooling air. I’m even missing library work and find myself hanging out at my neighborhood library just to be there. Gonna have to go find some chocolate or something.

Have a great week everyone, see you in September.