The last week of summer.
And by fun, I mean completely boring.
The last few days have featured boat loads of nothing. We have done all of the summer things we cared to do and yet, the summer yawns on like the last guy at a party who can't take a hint.
When I am bored I become incapable of doing anything sensible.
Write lesson plans? Why bother, I have weeks before we start school.
Laundry? Please. I can do it tomorrow.
Read trashy detective novels and eat ice cream while the children rot their brains watching television? Sounds grand!
The problem with having this much free time is that I start to think about my hair too much. Should I cut it? Continue to grow it? Is it living up to its hair potential?
It's too hot to tidy the attic and the basement holds no thrills.
No, we must simply live each day to its end so that we might arrive in the fall.
The air will cool, our lessons will begin.
Until then, we will drift along aimlessly killing time in the Summer Doldrums.