A Look of Disdain
He’s got a withering look nailed down, this cat of mine with a mind of his own.
It’s that point in the summer when the days are perfect and filled with summer goodness here in Northern Minnesota: berries to pick, friends to spend time with, jam to make, grass that’s still green and lush, a Lake that can be waded in for a few minutes without legs that seize up. It’s also that point in summer when I start to panic. How many beautiful days like this do I have left before winter sets in? How many relaxed and busy days before school starts and all my waking hours turn into a grind of structured work? How many days do I have left to sleep in until 7:30 a.m.? Or maybe even 8:30 a.m.? What about all the things on my list of things to do with my kids this summer? We haven’t done hardly any of them!
Then I start to get anxious, and being anxious makes me grumpy.
What a waste! I should just enjoy the beautiful summer days! What am I worried about winter for? I LIKE winter and cold weather! Ice and snow are beautiful. (The only thing I don’t like is the lack of daylight). I like that my kids have the privilege to go to school to learn from many great teachers, and this year I’ll even have a few scheduled hours to work at home without any kids at all when Mr. TOF heads off to preschool, which he is incredibly excited about. True, I will be rising early and going to bed late, but there are days here and there when I will still be able to sleep in. It’s true there are many things I’d still like to do with my kidlets this summer, but actually, we HAVE done a lot of really neat things together. I haven’t been wasting any summer days.
There, now I feel better. And I’m off to enjoy the rest of my beautiful August. I used to hate the dry, crackly month of August, but here in Northern Minnesota it is actually one of the most comfortable months for being outside. We’ve had a string of days at a perfect 75 degrees for weeks! The sunshine is plentiful. The plants are not withering. The Lake sparkles deep blue. Ahhhh, yes! I will be procrastinating school shopping for a few more weeks, friends.