And a Nap in the Adirondack Chair. Yeah, that'll do it.
Summer is here.
So why am I wishing it were Fall?
Hell if I know. Even though Fall is my second favorite season*, I don't often wish that it would be here sooner. At least, not while the kids aren't arguing over something.
Maybe it has something to do with weather and work combining to limit any time I had outside this Spring, and that we don't have any planting done for the year. Or maybe it has something to do with that we finally finished painting the kitchen and painting the bathroom in the summer heat isn't that much fun.
Or maybe I just need to write more, to get the stories bouncing around in my head onto the screen, so I feel more accomplished.
Did I mention that the adirondack chair needs painting? Yeah, what fun.
*After Winter. Yeah, I'm weird.
So why am I wishing it were Fall?
Hell if I know. Even though Fall is my second favorite season*, I don't often wish that it would be here sooner. At least, not while the kids aren't arguing over something.
Maybe it has something to do with weather and work combining to limit any time I had outside this Spring, and that we don't have any planting done for the year. Or maybe it has something to do with that we finally finished painting the kitchen and painting the bathroom in the summer heat isn't that much fun.
Or maybe I just need to write more, to get the stories bouncing around in my head onto the screen, so I feel more accomplished.
Did I mention that the adirondack chair needs painting? Yeah, what fun.
*After Winter. Yeah, I'm weird.