A bouquet of newly sharpened pencils

It's getting closer. That time of year...where I'm forced to know what day it is (both day AND number). Back to school. This is such a weird time of year for me. I LOVE summer. Love. Love. Love. This summer wasn't very "traditional"...we didn't have our annual trip to Florida, which made it feel a lot less like summer. We did get a +1 though, which also made us stay indoors quite a bit more.

But now it's getting closer to the time to put flip-flops in the back of the closet and start scrounging up my scarves and long-sleeved shirts. Hopefully I'll be able to fit back into my jeans soon enough...
But Fall is good too, I guess. I like the general idea of the fall season. It gets a little bit cooler, stores start selling pumpkin bread again, and I get to start thinking of my Halloween costume.

It was fun getting ready for school when I was still pregnant. I LOVE getting/organizing school and office supplies. But now that it's nearly here and I'm holding the fruits of my labor, quite literally (school starts Monday, but I go back in two more weeks), I don't feel as excited.
I feel tired.

I've already plugged several meetings, notes, important dates, etc. on iCalendar. September is booking up people. I'm not sure how I'm going to survive the next few months. I'm sure after that I'll get into a routine with this whole teacher/mom thing. But it's mostly September-November that I'm worried about. But apparently it's been done before. Don't you know like 1908231433 teachers who are moms? My hat goes off to them. I should try to pump myself up somehow. I can't help but think of You've Got Mail when Tom Hanks tells Meg Ryan:

"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address."

*Swoon* This makes me OCD/anal-organized heart sing.

Happy school year everyone. Only 180 days and counting. ;-)

1 comment:

  1. :) A mom looked at all my totes on back to school night and quoted you've got mail. yesss


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