August.

Every August, something suddenly changes in me - I get fidgety, a bit anxious, my patience is short. I don't do well doing the same thing over and over again, which would make you think I don't do well with the school year, but it's quite the opposite. During the school year, my routine is the same in terms of times/order, but each moment of my teaching day is drastically different, even when I'm teaching the same class 4x in a row.  The summer ends up having a monotony for me, which is lovely at first but then forces me to change. And as much as I love being home with Griffin, I know it's time to go back to work.

I have one more week of vacation, a few days of which I plan to work, and it's a busy week with some last minute appointments and meetings. It's a hard balance of easing into things, appeasing my sense of usefulness, and enjoying the lingering moments of summer.  It's also a hard transition, and now it's not just my transition but Giffin's, too, which means a whole new classroom, new teachers, new places to explore. It's good, but hard. And so much to be done!