It was a little disheartening to look out my bedroom window to see the parking lot next-door filled with teachers’ cars. It’s their first day back to school, a major signal summer is coming to an end.
While the “back to school” ads have been popping up everywhere for weeks, and students have been going to orientations and posting their schedules on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram, seeing the teachers’ cars in the parking lot was that proverbial final nail.
My fall schedule will kick in to place starting this Sunday. While this opens up every weekday morning, with Friday, Saturday and most of Sunday off, I will miss having four days off in a row. There is just always something freeing about having several days off in a row.
My hours spent out on the deck eating my meals, relaxing in my Adirondack chair, and watching the kids play on the deck or out in the yard, is quickly winding down as well.
I love my little sanctuary.
It is my alcohol.
It is my methamphetamine.
It is my pot. It is all the other escapes folks apply.
The deck is peaceful, even with the delightful energy of frolicking dogs.