It’s July.
It’s in fact the last week of July.
The very last week of July.
Anyone else following along?
Anyone else know the madness I speak of?
Anyone else know just how much I want August to start so that school will start?!
You know it’s the last week of summer before school starts when you don’t even care WHY they are arguing anymore, you just beg them to please be quiet.
You know it’s the last week of summer before school starts when you decide to “walk around the grocery store” for “something to do” because being trapped inside with those people is too much to bear.
You know its the last week of summer before school starts when you ask if you can take a family walk after dinner even when you’ve already gone to Zumba class that morning just so you don’t have to hear them say “I’m bored” one more time.
You know it’s the last week of summer before school starts when you’re on the phone and the squabbling gets loud but as long as no one is crying sitting in a pol of blood, you keep talking and the other person on the phone doesn’t ask what’s wrong because the smaller people in her house are also squabbling loudly and everyone knows the answer anyhow. The answer is “it’s July”.
You know it’s July when the toddler tells you he’s ready to put himself to nap… what? Yes. This really happened today.
Anyone else feeling it?
It’s JULY!