Do you know that it's August? And school starts next month? Yes, it is and it does. And how many books do I have ready and purchased, sitting nicely in a drawer? One. Oops.
But I'm not ready to think of that yet. I want to stretch the rest of the summer out. It just started here, really. We have sunshine and warmth, and we waited a long time for those. And the idea of spending $300 on school books, most that will be written in and thrown out? That hurts a little. I'm cheap, thrifty, I like a good deal. Maybe I'm waiting for a good deal. Or maybe I don't want to admit that summer is nearing and end. And then it will be Christmas. (Because time jumps like that. One second you're sitting in the shade with a popsicle, the next you're wrapping presents in a rush because the kids just went down for bed and who knows how long it will be until they pop out to "get a book" "need some water" "thought I heard something in here". Yes, that would be me you heard, wrapping presents in secret.) And this year for Christmas we're getting a baby. At least, he'd better have made his appearance by then! (I also like to be on time. Never late for anything. You hear that baby? On time. Or early.)
In the meantime, we're packing for vacation. I'll think about school books in a couple more weeks. When I've gotten more summer in.
