Today I woke up, came downstairs, made coffee (in the bodum, the coffeemaker is broken. I have no idea how we go through so many) and looked around the house with a feeling of satisfaction and expectancy.
Today is the day. Unofficially, summer ended yesterday, and today we are all back to school, back to work – and for someone like me, happily back to a schedule, and a plan and a system. Don’t get me wrong – There’s nothing more that I love than swimming, and the beach, and the woods, and being out in a canoe, or rock hunting with the kids on Christian Island, or hunting for frogs with a four year old friend, or watching the sunset with my mum.
There’s nothing I love more than all of those things- except cobbling together dinner out of fresh things, eating outside, cycling, gardening, kissing a schedule goodbye and staying up late.
It was a great summer, an amazing summer.
Today there’s a sense of the new year. I know technically it’s in January, but it never feels that way to me. For me, the new year starts now, as everyone settles down. The leaves are already starting to turn. Sam’s back to school. The kitchen is tidy, and nobody is covered in sand.
I’ll miss summer, but I’m ready.