Summer Thoughts

I got home late last night from a work event. It was about 9:00 and I was so tired that I just sat in the living room in the dark and sipped a glass of wine with the ceiling fan swirling above us. We watched lightning flicker to the north of us, and Owen came down and talked for awhile. Leo ignored us. The cats meandered. Ernie made me popcorn for dinner; I watched a little bit of news and was off to bed. The good news? I finally slept. The last few nights I have been tossing and turning constantly. Last night I woke up once or twice but went right back to sleep. It was lovely. 

I feel as though it should be the end of the week but it's only Tuesday. I think I'm ready for school to be over. Even though it's not as tough as when the boys were little, it still hangs overhead and thoughts are always running through my head such as, "oh, I really should have had dinner ready earlier" or "good Lord I wonder if he's really telling me the truth about homework," or even, "how on earth can he NOT KNOW if he has homework?" I'm just ready for a break from that. However then that leads me to the next worry of summer. Owen will keep himself busy with jobs. Leo? Got to figure out what he's going to do, well, other than his computer life. I can't begin to tell you the number of summer camps choices I have paraded in front of him over the years. When he was  younger I would just say, "well, you're doing this anyway." My little stoic would dutifully go but often times it was a complete waste of money and effort. If, in a moment of weakness, I ever acknowledged that, he would just look at me wearily and the thought bubble "I TOLD YOU SO" would roam around the room. Ah, my sweet pea. My sweet, sweet pea.

Thus far I've told him he needs to get a job or do some volunteer work. Any ideas for volunteer work for him?

flowers waiting to be planted in the window boxes.... Ernie asked me if it was a tribute to Prince and I said no, but then again....