And It's Almost...

...Independence Day.

Girls of Summer

Oh god, how I love summer. This isn't a love I developed upon becoming a teacher. In fact, I've loved summer most of my life in spite of the trouble and turmoil it used to bring--moving, finding temporary work, etc. etc. etc. So to have the summer to myself these days just completes the bliss. I especially love the evenings. It's as though the lengthened days don't stretch out the "day" part, per se, it just make the evenings interminably long. You can sit out in the yellow light for hours and hours, watching the sky turn purple. Cherries come into season for a little while, and nothing is better than that.

This summer is starting out especially lovely. Nothing huge has happened or is slated to happen. No job to find, no wedding to plan, no moving. So I've been spending my days keeping the house nice (which no one has had time for) and taking various fitness classes at the YWCA pool. I read a lot, spend a lot of time doing crosswords or playing games, and enjoy the isolation.

I know some of you are going to respond with the standard "Gee, wouldn't THAT be nice" about being off in summer. But like I've said, it's been this way even when summer was incredibly stressful. Further, the break is greatly needed. You can't go at a teacher's pace indefinitely. You'd collapse or go crazy or both.

So summer is nice.