Routine doesn’t come easily to me and I find it hard to maintain. Gulp. I must admit that I’m that mom who starts September with resolutions of making gourmet lunches, waking up a half hour early and cooking warm breakfasts … but … within a few weeks, I’m back to cold cereal and quick kisses as we rush out the door.
I managed the warm breakfast this morning (thank goodness for microwaves!) … but I have no illusions… this too shall pass.
The walk to and from school was nice … the air was crisp like it too had turned to a fresh new page in the notebook … students with still-stiff backpacks, sporting new clothes and new haircuts with their sneakers tied with still-white laces displayed looks of excitement, dread and fear as the minutes counted down to 8:55 am.
Home again … I’m amazed at how quiet the house is … only me and Peanut Butter amidst all this stillness.
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