I’m about 4 hours into Spring Break.
I have laundry and dishes to do. I have a new comforter to put on. There are shoes everywhere. My dog is running around barking at all the things. Groceries are sitting in their bags on the counters (the cold stuff is in the freezer/fridge, mom, I promise). In the middle of that parenthesis I realized I didn’t bring the textbook for my 10th grade class home.
I’ve got a whole 9 weeks to prepare for and a million things to do before summer.
And tonight, the plan is to not.