The last days of August

There is something about this time of year.  In June, we’re all in a rush to start summer vacation.  We’re excited to be out, enjoying the sun and warmth, everything is new and ready to be tried.  July comes along and finds us all nicely settled in.  Then we blink, its August, blink again, and it’s now the end of August.  Drop-in soccer has ended.  The fair has long gone.  No new summer movies are being released. 

This time of year is when the kids get bored and I have to come up with something for them to do (besides mowing the lawn – they’re sick of that!)  The clock is ticking down on summer, we feel like we SHOULD do something, but there just seems to be no time to fit something major in because Mom’s too busy trying to get all the back-to-school stuff together.  Soccer practice has begun, so there’s no good time to take off for a week.  We’re just here, all being slightly cranky.  Collin is tired of not being able to do things because of his broken wrist.  Sean’s tired of having sole responsibility of lawn mowing and garbage duties.  Miriam’s desperate for other girly company.  And Maura’s gotten very quiet.  I’m sort of toe-tapping impatiently, ready for school to start and routines to happen.

It seems like such a waste of time.  I don’t like the idea of wasted time.  Life is short.  I’m reminded of that constantly.  I hate the thought of wasting parts of my life.  So then, I get all sorts of feeling guilty coupled with ansty-ness. 

So, what’s a mom to do with these last couple of weeks?  Why, decide to switch kids bedrooms of course!  And switching bedrooms means repainting two rooms, of course!  And this means the kids are forced to clean out their rooms. Why yes, that is my maniacal cackling you hear.  Hehehehe.  They kids are actually up for it, which means they don’t realize the amount of cleaning and organizing they’re going to have to do.  Yep, still cackling over here.

Now, it is a crazy idea, and  I know it’s going to be a lot of work.  But I figure the kids are old enough that they can help out with the painting and moving and definitely the clean-up.  I shall supervise and organize.  Who knows?  I may post “After” shots.  There will be no “Before” pictures.  Unless you want to see a girls room knee-deep in stuffed animals or a boys room strewn with Legos. 

They may end up hating me half-way through the process, but at least no one will be bored!