I don't know what my deal is lately, but I just can't seem to get myself in gear. I realized earlier this week just how much I've been neglecting things that I used to do and that I used to enjoy doing. So, I started this week with good intentions, and I guess I have been somewhat productive around the house (cleaning and --get this-- cooking!), read some (which I haven't been doing since I got home from Thailand), and exercised more (which I've been slacking on).
I always have fond thoughts of summertime, as if life becomes much more leisurely and easy-going, but that's not really true is it? It's just the same as the rest of the year, only hotter. The same things need to be done, the same hours still need to be worked. Still, there's something nice about it.
That is one of the sad things about adulthood, or at least about leaving studenthood. There's nothing special about the summers.
Posted by: Robbie at June 7, 2007 01:01 PMI beg to differ. Summer is the king of all seasons, and rocks. Or at least it does for teachers. Suckers!!! :-)
Posted by: UJ at June 7, 2007 01:26 PMLife becomes more leisurely because we're moving around slower. Why hustle? Are you trying to sweat? It's a Southern thing. :)
Posted by: emily at June 8, 2007 11:08 AM