Hello, hello! Since we last spoke, my summer break has officially ended. I am kind of sad about this and I dragged my feet to the very last moment. Our school year started yesterday and it wasn’t until Monday morning that I got the boy’s and my school supplies. Procrastinate much? For things like this, yes, I guess I do. We are two days in to this school year, senior year, and I am tired. As I sit here and type, I really feel like I could go to bed. There’s been so much going on lately, and the change up to my daily routine has me ready to count some sheep. I probably won’t stick around here for long, and really I am just popping in to let you all know I still exist. (My weekly recap should be up come this time on Friday.)
I mentioned it’s the boy’s senior year. This means my very last school year with him by my side. I thought I’d cry on the first day but I surprised myself and did not. It was on Monday morning when I cried. When I went to the store without him to buy his very last set of notebooks and pens. I’ve had the pleasure of teaching him for the last twelve years and now that it’s almost over, it’s a little bittersweet. I am sad that this part of my life is coming to an end, but happy for what is ahead. Okay, I’m getting a little teary-eyed now writing about it.
I took my usual first day of school pic, they are always very basic, but thanks to one of my dear friends, we showed up to meet with our regular school group and there were these neat little frames made up. I told Ethan he had to get a few with them. He dragged his feet about that, and most were pretty silly, but what else is new?
So, here’s to our first, last day in high school! Class of 2019, here we go…