Summer 2016 Recap

Wow.  Since my last scintillating update, months have passed.  MONTHS.  My oldest daughter turned 17, my son gave me gray hairs a-plenty as he kept us guessing if his GPA would be sufficient for him to stay at his high school (it was, but barely and it felt like a total family effort) and my youngest won Student of the Month for May at her Middle School, but they didn’t actually have an awards ceremony, so we found out by getting the certificate in the mail two weeks into summer vacation.

That’s pretty much how 2016 has been – milestones whizzing by, expending a lot of effort to barely scrape by, and kudos that arrive weeks late, with none of the fanfare.  That’s just how it goes sometimes.

Needless to say, I was pretty fried by the time the end of the school year was in the cross-hairs and we booked a trip to Maui to kick off the summer. The kids will get out on Thursday, and we’ll be on a plane on Friday, we said.  It will be so awesome and relaxing, we said.

And it was – but we all agreed that perhaps a day or two to decompress between the end of a brutal school year and heading to the airport would have been a better plan.

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We made do.  As one does. We made fools of ourselves, drank coconut water straight from the coconut, spent hours in the water and basked in the warm weather.  It was lovely, and over too soon.  We did some touristy stuff, but mostly we just hung out in our well-appointed condo and at the beach at the bottom of the complex.

Spring Fever

The kids are out of school next week for Spring Break, and after a couple of good rainstorms that California desperately needed, the skies are once again blue. The weather is absolutely perfect, and I’m loving looking out the window from my desk and watching the leaves opening on the trees, and the blue sky beyond.

Still, seeing the gorgeous outside is triggering my senioritis a bit early this year.  I’ve got so much to accomplish, both personally and professionally, and my mind is trying to convince me to go roll around on my back with my legs and arms in the air in the sunshine.

It has been strange adapting to living in a two story house.  Because our bedroom and bathroom is up high, and our weird little toilet room has a window that looks out onto all the mature trees, my husband says it’s like he’s pooping in nature.  In the treetops even!  We aspire to lofty greatness here at the Circus.  Maybe I should hook him up a zipline to the backyard.  What I really need is a laundry chute, but there’s time for that in the future.  Right now, we just need to get through the end of the school year, and then we can tackle more weird projects that involve getting things from upstairs to downstairs in a novel way.

I do want to plant some veggies and fruits while the kids are out on break. My oldest loved helping select plants for our container garden last year, and I think we’ve learned from our mistakes of last year enough that we might get a decent crop of veggies if we actually listen to advice from people who know how to keep green things alive. We’ll see, though. I like the idea of gardening much more than the actual act of gardening.

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