All good things must come to an end…

Tomorrow we return to reality: alarm clocks, the morning rush, work, school, homework, etc., etc. Life as we’ve known it for the last two weeks is over. There will be no more sleeping until noon, considering clean sweat pants as being “dressed”, lounging on the sofa watching bad TV or reading even worse books, playing Wii 24/7 all while moaning “I’m bored….” Did I just describe the kids or the adults? Who knows, none of us really accomplished much during our break. It seems I always start a break from work with such big plans: clean out the closets and garage, scrub everything that comes into my line of vision, maybe take the kids on a few day trips and park picnics and end them with the incredible disappointment of having done absolutely NONE of these things!

I’m truly not excited about the prospect of returning to the cold, hard reality of everyday life. Max is even less excited, it’s well past 11:00 and I think I’ve finally threatened him within an inch of his life because he hasn’t been out of his room in about 15 minutes. As I scream like a crazy woman at my child I stop to think what my neighbors, who can obviously hear me (unless of course they have been certified as deaf by a medical professional), must be thinking……The only person unfazed by our looming reality is Ellie, she has one more week of break and has no problem gloating to all of us about this fact. Being the ever loving mother I have succeeded in wiping the smug smile right off her face with a very long chore list that would make Attila the Hun look like a nice guy!

Hopefully this week will be uneventful. We’ve all been so sick this last week that I feel pretty confident that we should all be healthy for the time being. So other than a quick doctor’s appointment or two for Max (yearly check ups with his specialists) we should have a quiet week. Or at least I can hope!

Have a great week all!