Summer is Over Already

It’s only July 10th, I know, but for all intents and purposes, summer is over.  The lazy stretched out weeks of summer…. gone.

Sadly, I’ve got nothing to show for it.  Not even a decent tan.

Our trip home was a gong show. Thankfully, the weather was glorious.  It’s so nice to step outside and be able to draw in a full breath of cool, crisp air, even in the dead of the afternoon, but it’s funny to me that I can feel cold in 75 degree weather.

Gah, I hate the heat and humidity in Atlanta.

By the last night of our trip, three glasses of wine wasn’t enough…. I had to get a peanut butter cup Blizzard to finish off the monumental task of managing the stress.

It’s not that my family is horrible to be around, but in large quantities (of time, people or in this case, both), the chaos is more than I can take. Individually, everyone is rather delightful.  Altogether together though, I quickly inch up on certifiable.

Clearly, the problem lies with me. Call me crotchity, but I find that I require a certain amount of quiet to maintain my sanity.

There’s no such thing as quiet in my family.

We’re klassy on a golf course.  I’m pretty sure golf course etiquette doesn’t allow for streaking, as in the nude, run through the course sprinkler kind – or the public relieving of one’s self, as in the independent potty training kind. (Ever seen anyone strip and squat right next to a golf cart?)

I guess with my family 7 golfers, 7 riders and 4 carts, there’s bound to be some form of public indecency.  We’re just thankful it was cute.

I DID manage to sneak away and hook up with Sarah from the Mommylogues. I wish it could have been for longer, but everyone out on the lake at the same time can’t last forever.  Although I’m certain she won’t say the same about my cabin hair and attire me, she’s darling.  I’m just so thrilled that I got up to the lake just before she moves to another state in two weeks!

I also learned that I can never have an affair, which is a good thing to know about yourself before considering it. Heh.

I’m just not good at sneaking around.

Or lying.

I do so appreciate your collective mockery concern, but whether the baby monitor was on or off didn’t matter this trip.  There was nothing to be heard. The cabin is 400 square feet plus a loft/ bathroom over a 3-car detached garage. Did I mention there were 14 of us?

Unless you get the back bedroom in the loft that has a door, there’s really no chance of any privacy.

Heck, even with a door last year, there was clearly no privacy.

Moving on.

We’re home.  I put Nina on a bus to camp this morning until Tuesday.  We leave a week from today for San Diego, and the kids start school two weeks after we get home from CA.

See?  Summer really is over.

Maybe once the kids are in school, I’ll get something done.

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