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I am not ready to give her up!

It may be ridiculous, but all I can be right now is sad.

Summer hasn’t even started yet, and already it’s too short.  Two months?  That’s barely enough time to picnic, forget finishing our unpacking, fixing up the house, gardening, heading to the lake, and all the other things we want to do.  We’re going to blink and it will be time for school again.

Autumn used to be my favourite time of year.  I loved the weather, the leaves, the fact that most folk stopped coming to the lake – leaving it just for us…  I loved everything about it.  Now I’m dreading it.

Autumn this year means my baby is leaving me.  And the kicker?  I’m the one who convinced her to give grade one a try, she wanted to stay home and have me teach her.  But Ms. Jackson, the grade one teacher at Mayfair?  She’s fabulous.  Is so obviously passionate about her kids, and I just know Lily-Ann could learn so much from having her be a daily part of her life.  I’m just so not ready to give her up.  Not even close to ready.

Moving from Pre-k to Kindergarten was hard enough.  I still miss our Friday afternoons.  But the idea that come Fall I will only have my girl for a few hours every day???  It’s just too much.  I honestly cried myself to sleep last night.  It’s ridiculous, I know.  I can’t help it though.  I am not ready to give her up.

We haven’t even started Summer holidays and already I’m depressed and upset over Summer coming to an end.  How the heck am I going to make it through?  There isn’t enough time in the world to prepare me for giving up my daughter full time to the school system.  Can’t she go part time?  Honestly?  Truly?  Is that an option?  Because THAT would make it all better.

A holiday from work…

We are on the eve of my husband’s last week of holidays from work.  This is the last chance to get renovations and cleaning done before Winter comes.  I have high hopes for what can be accomplished…  or, rather…  what MUST be accomplished this week.

We’ve been living amidst piles these last months in preparation for this week of “time off”.  We’ve gotten toys boxed up, the kitchen mostly pulled apart, and furniture ready to be moved.  It’s my hope to reinvent two of the main floor rooms completely.  Turning one into a living room, and one into an office with dedicated workstations for all three of us.  The kitchen simply needed to be torn apart to make it function better (even if we aren’t really adding anything new to it).

I love living in a small house, but it definitely offers challenges.  The main one we face right now, is that there isn’t enough space to accomplish any changes indoors once the weather turns cold.  We need to be able to utilize our outside space in order to get these renovations completed.  So time is working against us.

Wish us luck.

A week may seem like a lot, but when you get down to the nitty gritty, a week can be easily frittered away (that can’t be right, did I just mix my metaphors again?)  LMAO

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